Nearly every community across the country contains a cross-section of Americana within its boundaries, thereby maintaining an image unique to this country today. Every town, of course, has its doctors and lawyers, its coaches and teachers, its clerks and carpenters, and each individual has been touched to some extent by the myriad of emotions common to all men-those of lust, greed and envy.
NAUGHTY NIGHT NURSE is a novel of everyday responsible people whose lives have frailties common to us all; persons who seek pleasure, profit and the good life; individuals not unlike those who may live in your town, right down the street or even next door. Respectable citizens, yes-but not without the foibles and weaknesses inherent to the common man.
NAUGHTY NIGHT NURSE provides a unique insight into the emotions we all must deal with-a story not without basis in fact.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
In her career as a nurse, Meg Anders had seen just about everything, so she wasn't surprised by what happened in Room 124. The patient, an attractive man in his twenties who'd broken both legs in a motorcycle accident, grinned at her, whipped aside the sheet, and showed her his stiff cock.
"Look what I've got for you, beautiful," he said.
Meg didn't panic. A lovely, tall redhead of twenty-five, she was used to the male patients coming on to her. "Why, Jerry," she said with a lazy
smile, "how naughty of you."
"Aw, come on, have a heart, Mrs. Anders," Jerry sighed. "I've been stuck in this bed for two weeks now, and I'm hornier than a billy goat."
Meg found herself staring at his cock-very unprofessional conduct. It was a beauty, though, seven inches of thick, hard meat. She felt a sudden hot ache in her pussy which reminded her that she had to be about as horny as Jerry. She'd been short-tempered on the job lately, too. She knew damned well that what she needed was a good, long fuck.
It was ironic, she thought, that she was married to the most sexy-looking doctor at this big-city hospital. Tom Anders had all the nurses and female patients drooling over him. If only they'd known what a dud he was in bed! Meg's mind wandered back to the previous night and her latest frustrating scene with her husband.
It was one of their rare evenings together. All too often one of them had to work the night shift. Meg had prepared a candlelight supper and was wearing a low-cut black silk lounging dress that showed off the deep, ripe cleavage of her large thrusting tits. She knew she looked good. She was just hoping Tom would notice for a change.
He arrived home, flopped into a chair, and demanded a martini. Just one look at this lanky, sandy-haired man made Meg feel lusty. She brought him his drink and perched on the arm of his chair, running her hand over the back of his neck and practically purring with horniness. Tom started to tell her about all the things that had gone wrong at work.
"Darling," Meg said, "just for once, let's leave the medical profession at the hospital, okay? We don't get many nights to enjoy ourselves."
"Right," Tom said, "what's for supper?"
Meg tried to contain her impatience while they ate. Her neglected pussy felt swollen and burning-hot, and all she could think about was her husband's big, stiff cock. When they moved into the living room, she snuggled close to him on the couch and held her face up for a kiss. Tom obliged with a friendly peck on the cheek, then turned his attention to a basketball game on TV.
Meg couldn't stand it any more. She'd tried being subtle and seductive, but it wasn't working. She and Tom hadn't fucked in nearly three weeks, and she was going crazy with need. She could feel hot cream oozing from her famished cunt and soaking the crotch of her panties. Somehow she had to get Tom's attention.
"Darling," she moaned, "I'm horny."
Tom gawked at her-it wasn't like Meg to use such words. "Did I hear you right?" he said.
"Yes," Meg said, I'm horny, Tom. We haven't made love in weeks."
"Oh, okay, honey," he said, giving her a pat on the head, "right after the game."
Meg went off to the bedroom fuming. What was the matter with the man? Always lately he was either too busy or too tired to fuck, and it was driving her crazy. They'd been married for two years, and the first few weeks had been terrific-non-stop fucking. Now Tom was acting like an old man. Meg stripped and crawled into bed, nearly frantic with lust.
She forced herself to read a magazine till he finally came to bed. As he slipped under the covers, she noticed that his cock was stiff as a board. An encouraging sign at last! Her hungry, little cunt mouth gushed a big, hot flood of juice as she thought of taking that steel-hard prick. She kicked back the covers and exposed their naked bodies. Tom grinned and pulled her into his arms.
"Good game?" Meg said dryly.
"Fuck the game," he growled.
"No, fuck me," Meg said.
She felt his cock give a horny lurch against her thigh, and she quickly rolled onto her back and spread her legs wide. She was too impatient for any foreplay tonight. Tom briefly ogled her big, ripe tits and her triangular flame-colored bush, then rolled onto her, cramming his long, hard cock into the juicy mouth of her cunt.
"Ummmmmm, baby, yes," Meg moaned, "get into me."
Tom snorted lustily and slammed his thick cock right to the balls in her famished pussy hole. Meg groaned in ecstasy and dug her nails into his shoulders as she took the rock-hard meat. She loved the sensation of having her cunt totally stuffed with throbbing cock. She'd been aching to feel it for weeks now.
"Ahhhhh, Jesus, you're nice and wet," Tom moaned.
No wonder-she'd been creaming for hours just thinking about him. "Fuck me," darling," she moaned, "fuck my pussy good."
He was probably wondering what in hell had gotten into her-she'd never talked like that before. But she was just too achingly horny to hide her need. Tom shoved his hands under her lustily churning ass and began to fuck into her, long deep sensuous strokes that gave her hot blasts of pleasure. Meg gurgled and whimpered blissfully as she took the steady sawing of his stiff prick. She felt herself creaming uncontrollably all over his cock.
"Unnnhhhhh, yessss," she moaned, "your big cock feels so good in me, baby."
Tom didn't say anything. He was pretty inhibited in bed and, up to now, Meg had been bashful, too. He wasn't much for foreplay. He just liked to roll onto her and fuck right away. Sometimes she wished thing were different, but tonight all she wanted as a long, hard fuck. She moaned with pleasure each time he sank his big, throbbing prick deep into the hot tunnel of her cunt.
"Oooooo, Tom, you're fucking me so good," she whimpered. Still he didn't say anything, but she could tell that her naughty words were making him hotly excited. He snorted with lust and fucked into her harder, faster, and Meg shrieked with excitement. This was how she really craved to be fucked, a thorough reaming and stuffing of her frantically horny cunt. She arched her body up to take his plowing cock as deep as she could.
"Unnnnnhhh, yes, do it to me," she groaned. "Don't ever stop fucking me, Tom."
They'd only been fucking a few minutes, but already she was trembling on the very edge of climax. Considering how horny she was, that didn't surprise her at all. She bared her perfect, white teeth in a big grimace of lust as Tom's steadily pistoning cock gave her blast after blast of pleasure. The pleasure built till she felt a delicious explosion of sensation deep in her cunt.
"Ahhhhhhh, God, you're making me come," she moaned, "Ahhhhh, Tom Whaaahhhhhh."
"Unnhhhh, CHRIST, Uhhhhh," Tom bellowed.
Meg felt the searing blast of his jizz against her womb. As she convulsed in her own powerful climax, Tom groaned and shot his load, his ass knotting and jerking with lightning speed. She hadn't even finished coming when he rolled off her, a satisfied grin on his face.
"Hey, we oughta do that more often," he said. "Good night, honey."
Meg was too disappointed to answer. She lust stared in disbelief as he rolled over and began to snore. They hadn't even fucked five minutes, and he was already finished. No way was that little quickie going to take care of the lust she'd stored up for nearly three weeks.. Her burning-hot pussy still seethed with need.
But wasn't this always the way with Tom? On those rare occasions when they did fuck, he seemed to get it over with as fast as he could. All that mattered to him was getting his rocks off. Meg wanted to shake him, to tell him that one climax wasn't enough for her. She wanted him to know how unhappy she was with their sex life.
But Tom needed his sleep. He had to be at the hospital by seven in the morning. Meg turned out the beside lamp and lay there in the darkness seething with frustration. She loved Tom, but she couldn't go on like this. She was a healthy, young woman with normal needs, and her husband wasn't satisfying them. What was she going to do?
Now, the next morning, she found herself staring at Jerry's gorgeous, stiff seven-inch cock.
"Come on, baby," he said hoarsely, "at least jack me off. I'm going crazy just lying in this bed and thinking about pussy. Help me out."
It was tempting-so damned tempting. Jerry could help her out, too. She was the only nurse who came into this room, and she had the key. Nobody would ever have to know about it. Meg had never been unfaithful to Tom before, hadn't even considered it, but in her achingly horny state it seemed like the answer to her problem.
She could feel her starved pussy swelling and heating as she thought about getting it on with this handsome young biker. Maybe Tom didn't care about sex any more, but she cared a whole lot, and it just wasn't fair that she had to do without. Her mind made up, Meg walked quickly to the door and locked it. She turned back to Jerry and saw him grinning broadly.
"Hey, are you really gonna do it?" he cried.
"You're not one to kiss and tell, are you?" Meg asked.
"Shit, no," he said. "I know you're married to Dr. Anders, and I don't wanta wreck your scene. This is strictly between you and me, Meg."
Meg walked over to the side of the bed, and Jerry went right to work on the buttons of her uniform. Both his legs were weighted down in heavy casts, but that didn't hamper his hands-or his cock. Meg felt dizzy with lust as she eyed that handsome seven-incher. It stood straight up, bulging with blue veins and leaking thick hot juice.
"I've been staring at your tits for two weeks," Jerry said eagerly.
"I know," Meg laughed, "I know."
He got the front of her uniform open, and he gawked at her grapefruit-size tits which bulged in her skimpy bra. Meg unhooked the bra and pushed it up over her firm, thrusting tits, and Jerry's eyes got huge. The perfectly round globes were capped with large, light-pink nipples.
"Fantastic," he sighed. "Come closer."
Meg leaned against the railing of the bed and bent forward, her big, creamy-skinned tits practically in his face. She could feel sizzling cunt cream soaking through the crotch of her panties. She hadn't been so hotly aroused in a long time. Jerry cupped her silky-skinned tits and squeezed them, and she felt a shiver of pleasure that ran right down to her pussy.
His gleaming, red tongue shot out, and he began to lick her sensitive tits. She quivered with excitement and felt another steaming rush of juice from her aroused cunt. Jerry's hot juicy tongue swirled around her nipples, darting from one to the other, and the soft, pink cones stiffened into throbbing nubs.
"Mmmmmm, yessss," Meg sighed.
Jerry locked up at her questioningly. "I don't get it," he said, "are you doing this just as a favor, or isn't the doc giving you enough?"
Meg reddened and said, "Let's not talk about my husband, Jerry. Like you said, this is strictly between you and me."
"Okay, sorry," he grinned. "I just couldn't figure out how a gorgeous chick like you would have to go around horny."
A good question, indeed. Meg knew she was attractive. She couldn't count the number of times that patients and doctors had propositioned her. Too bad her husband didn't get that turned on by her. But she wouldn't think about Tom now. She wanted to lose herself in the delicious sensation of having her stiff, sensitive nipples tongued.
"Let's not talk any more, Jerry," she panted. "Let's just have fun."
"You got it," he said hoarsely.
He reached through the side railing and raised her skirt, tucking it up out of the way. Meg was wearing a skimpy pair of white bikini panties, and around the leg bands he could see a few coppery curls. Growling with lust, he tugged her panties down over her pert, round ass and let them slither down her legs. Meg stepped out of them, hot cream trickling down her inner thighs.
"Gorgeous," Jerry breathed.
He was gawking at her neat little bush of flame-red curls. Meg parted her thighs a little, giving him a glimpse of her wet, pink cunt, and he didn't waste any time getting his hand in there. She squealed with excitement as he ran a stiff finger over the swollen, hot flesh of her pussy. She creamed all over his finger-she just couldn't help it.
Jerry drew his finger back and licked up her pearly pussy juice. It was the sexiest thing she'd ever seen, and it made her wildly excited. She couldn't imagine Tom doing a kinky thing like that. He was too uptight, in too much of a hurry. She had a feeling that she was going to learn quite a bit from Jerry today.
He parted the furry lips of her cunt and isolated the pea-size lump of her clit. The pink bud was erect and stiff and beaded with pearly droplets of juice. He pressed a fingertip to her hotly pulsating r joy button and began to rub it, and Meg moaned hoarsely as sharp jolts of pleasure ripped through her pussy.
"Unnnhhh, yes, Jerry," she moaned, "fuck me, get me off."
Jerry grinned and began to saw his finger stiffly back and forth over her swollen clit. The sensation was delicious. Meg felt so dizzy with lust that she had to clutch the bed rail. Hot pleasure built and built in her starved pussy, and thick streams of juice gushed uncontrollably down her thighs. She ached to come, but she knew it wouldn't take long. Jerry was finger-fucking her expertly.
"Ahhhhh, so damned good," she sighed.
"Go for it, baby," he said. "I'm gonna get you off right now."
Meg thought he was just boasting, but he suddenly seized her slippery swollen joy button between his thumb and forefinger and began to knead it almost roughly. The sensation was fantastic. Meg cried out hoarsely and felt herself spinning toward climax. Hot blasts of pleasure tore through her whole pussy as Jerry rapidly kneaded her erect clit.
"Unnnhhhh, Ohhhhhh, God," Meg howled.
The climax hit her like a bomb blast, and her tall, big-titted body shook violently. She clutched the bed rail to keep from falling over, and she felt hot floods of juice streaming down her legs. Jerry kept up his expert fingering of her clit, intensifying her orgasm.
"Ooooooo, so good," she wailed, "Ahhhhhhh."
Jerry watched her hungrily as he finger fucked her. Her lovely face was flushed and contorted in a big grimace of pleasure, and her big pointed tits were wobbling crazily as she came. He felt her molten pussy juice soaking his fingers, and he wished he could cram his rock-hard cock into her steaming little cunt. But that was a technical impossibility for awhile.
He waited till she was coming down from her climax and then crammed two stiff fingers up her cunt. Meg responded with a hoarse groan of pleasure. He'd correctly sensed that this lovely redhead wouldn't be satisfied with just one orgasm. For some reason he couldn't figure out, she seemed starved for sex. He plunged his fingers up and down in her fiery-hot fuck hole with cock-like motions.
"Ohhhhh, my God, yes,'.' Meg howled, "fuck me good, Jerry, I need it so bad."
She was too insanely horny to be shy. She stood there gripping the bed rail, her head thrown back in ecstasy, as the young biker finger-fucked her lust-inflamed pussy. His stiff fingers made an obscene sucking noise as they reamed her juicy, little tunnel. He frigged her expertly-it felt like a big, hard cock pounding in her pussy.
"Do it to me, do it to me," she wailed.
Jerry was practically coming just from watching her and from feeling the inside of her cunt. Her cunt was deliciously snug, slick with juice, and hot as a blast furnace. He would have given anything to cram his achingly hard cock into that luscious little fuck tunnel. Thick streams of juice oozed from his piss hole and dribbled down his thick cock shaft.
"Unnnhhhhh, Jerry, you're doing it to me so good," Meg whimpered. "Just a little more, baby-make me come."
Jerry finger-fucked her even harder and faster, and she just barely stifled a shrill scream of ecstasy. It would be dangerous to be too noisy. She felt the searing pleasure building in her cunt till she was shaking with it, and her strong young cunt walls sucked and tugged at his fucking fingers, drawing them even deeper into her boiling-hot cunt. Suddenly she stiffened, gasped, then began to convulse.
"Ahhhhhh, I'm coming," she moaned.
Jerry finger-fucked her all the way through her body-rocking climax. Even as the violent pleasure-spasms shook her, she was thinking how great it would be if Tom played with her like this. But she wouldn't hold her breath waiting-her busy and important husband just didn't have time for things like that. She finally went limp and gasping, and Jerry drew his cream-drenched fingers out of her cunt and licked up her tangy juice.
"I could go on playing with you all day," he said hoarsely, "except my cock's about to explode."
Meg eyed his rigidly-standing prick and said, "What would you like me to do, Jerry?"
"Suck me off," he said with a lusty growl.
Meg's heart pounded. She'd never gone down on a man in her life. Tom had never asked her to blow him, and she was sure it wouldn't fit into his schedule. But secretly she'd been aching to try it, to lick and taste and suck a big, hard cock. She leaned over the railing as far as she could, but she still couldn't reach Jerry's stiff-standing cock.
"Damn this thing," she muttered, quickly lowering the railing. Jerry gave her a broad grin.
With the railing lowered, she could bring her full red-glossed lips right down to his rigid cock. She stuck out her tongue and sampled some of his streaming juice, scooping up some of the pearly stuff and rolling it on her tongue. She liked the salty, hot cream, and she went for more, lapping up the thick rivers that coursed down his fat, blue-veined prick.
"Mmmmmmm," she murmured.
"Yeah, eat my juice, baby," Jerry panted.
She cleaned his big, hard cock, leaving it wet with her spit, and then she swirled her greedy, little tongue around and around the big, purple head of his cock, eating up his juice as fast as it oozed from his slit of a piss hole. Jerry was flushed and breathing harshly as he watched her, his eyes hot and glassy with lust.
"I'm gonna come any second, Meg," he groaned. "Suck me off now, baby, suck."
Meg opened her mouth wide and brought it down around that big, hard, purple knob. She plunged her hot, juicy mouth down as far as she could, taking more than half his thick seven-incher. She started to suck hard and hungrily on his juice-oozing prick, and Jerry gave a long hoarse moan of pleasure.
"Shit, yeah, baby," he cried, "suck my cock good and hard."
Meg found herself instantly turned on by sucking his cock. She drew in her cheeks and raised her tongue to sheath his throbbing prick meat in hot, juicy flesh. She suctioned big, hot blobs of juice from his piss hole and swallowed them with a greedy, gurgling noise. Jerry moaned and started fucking her mouth in his uncontrollable excitement.
"Get ready to eat my load," he groaned. "Ahhhhhh, yeah, aaaaggghhhh."
Meg let her mouth fill with his delicious jizz till her cheeks puffed out and little rivers of juice ran from the corners of her lips. She gulped down the hot load and moaned with lust as Jerry fed her another steaming mouthful of come. She gorged herself on the salty cream till he'd shot his very last drop.
Then she drew back and straightened her clothes. "I'd better get back to work," she smiled. "Thanks, Jerry-I needed that."
"You'll be back?" he said eagerly.
"Yes, Jerry," Meg replied, "I'm pretty sure I will."
CHAPTER TWO
Later, at home, Meg wasn't so sure about seeing Jerry again. She didn't like the idea of cheating on her husband, and maybe Tom deserved another chance. He was working late that evening, and when he got home he found Meg sitting up in bed in her sexiest nightgown.
"Still awake?" he said in surprise.
"Umm-hmm," Meg said, "I waited up for you. We had such a nice fuck last night, I thought we should do it again."
Tom looked briefly flattered, but then he yawned. "Gee, honey, I don't know," he said. "I mean I'd sure like to, but I'm bushed. I worked twelve hours today, you know."
Meg stifled an angry retort. That was always his excuse-too busy, too tired. She said nothing as he undressed and got into bed. She decided she wasn't licked yet-she still had a little surprise for him. As Tom rolled onto his back and closed his eyes, she kicked away the covers and bent low over his belly.
Tom wasn't aware of what she was doing till she fished his cock out of his pajamas and curled her fingers around the thick, hairy base. His eyes snapped open, and he gawked as Meg brought the big, purple head of his prick up to her lips. Her wet, pink tongue snaked out and swirled around his cock head.
"Meg, what in hell?" Tom gasped.
"Relax, darling," she purred, "you don't have to do anything. This is just something I've wanted to do to you for a long time."
Tom was too stunned to answer. Meg had never talked about having oral sex before, never made any attempt to go down on him. He felt a little shocked, but her hot, juicy tongue felt awfully good on his sensitive cock head. She left the purple knob of flesh gleaming with her spit, and her warm, moist breath tickled his prick.
"Mmmmmmm," she sighed.
It was very exciting to Meg to be living out one of her sexiest fantasies. Ever since she met Tom, she'd been dying to lick and taste his cock, but up to now she'd never had the nerve to try. She could tell he was getting off on it, too-as she greedily tongued his prick, the fleshy column began to lengthen and stiffen.
She felt his thick cock pushing her fingers farther and farther apart, and she watched his cock head swell and grow an even deeper purple. Bright bubbles of juice began to ooze from his piss hole, and she speared them up with her pointed tongue tip and rolled them around in her mouth, savoring the salty flavor.
She glanced up briefly and saw that Tom was red-faced with arousal, his eyes glazed and horny. As she lapped up his oozing prick juice and swallowed it, his face began to twist in a grimace of pleasure. She had his attention, all right. It was almost time for an even bigger and better surprise.
"Mmmmmmm, I love the taste of your cock, darling," she purred. "I just can't get enough of it."
Tom's reply was some kind of hoarse gurgle. Meg opened her lips as wide as she could and crammed half his stiff seven-incher into her mouth. Fisting the hard, hairy base, she began to suck noisily and hungrily on his cock. Tom groaned and gave a convulsive shudder.
"Jesus, yes," he moaned, "that feels terrific, Meg."
Meg couldn't smile-her mouth was stuffed with cock. But she shivered with excitement when she heard his hoarse words. At last she'd gotten him to participate in something kinky, something different. She hadn't seen him so turned on since their .wedding night. She sucked faster, harder, on his thick, throbbing prick, and he moaned with pleasure.
"Shit, yeah, suck my cock," he cried.
Meg pumped his prick faster and used strong vacuum pressure on his creaming cock head, suctioning out the hot salty juice. She'd go on sucking him a few more minutes, she decided, and then that gorgeous, stiff prick would be more than ready for her hungry little cunt. She felt her cunt mouth overflowing with horny juices that dribbled down her thighs.
"Mmmmm," she moaned, "Mmmmm."
"Ahhhhhhh, Christ, that's good," Tom groaned.
She sucked glob after glob of tasty cream from his piss hole, savoring it before swallowing. She could feel his prick throbbing violently in her fist and on her tongue. He was moaning steadily and hoarsely now, his eyes screwed shut in ecstasy. It was almost time to transfer his rock-hard prick from her mouth to her cunt. She shivered in horny anticipation of the good, hard fucking he'd give her.
"Awwwww, shit, Meg," Tom moaned, "I'm coming."
Meg felt the first, hot blast of his jizz against the back of her throat, and before she could react, her whole mouth was, filled with the steaming juice. She had to gulp it down or drown. As Tom writhed and fed her load after load of molten come, she seethed with frustration. She hadn't expected him to come so fast.
"Ahhhhhhh, that was great, honey," he sighed as his cock slipped from her mouth. "We'll sure have to do that again sometime."
When, Meg thought miserably, next year? And what about me?
Tom had left her high and dry, as usual. He rolled away from her, a satisfied smile on his face, and fell asleep almost instantly. She was left with a red-hot, swollen pussy and no relief in sight. She could have screamed with horniness. Angrily she turned out the light and lay there seething.
Well, Tom had had his second chance, and he'd fucked up. He wasn't getting any more chances at keeping a faithful wife. Maybe their marriage could continue in name only, but from now on Meg intended to be well fucked and to take her fun wherever she happened to find it. She finally fell asleep thinking about Jerry and his handsome, hard cock.
Next morning she made her rounds at the hospital, leaving Jerry's room till last. She didn't want anyone saying that she'd neglected the other patients. By the time she got to Jerry, her swollen, hot pussy ached for relief. Luckily, she knew he was more than willing to help her out. She walked in and Jerry gave her a big grin.
"Good news," he announced. "The doctor says I can move around a little now."
"Jerry, that's wonderful," Meg beamed.
She wasn't exactly thinking about his legs. It would be nice for him, of course, to get out of that bed a few minutes every day, and to take himself to the john like a big boy, but what excited her most was that he could move his cock, too. It was all ready for action-she could see his stiff prick tenting the sheets obscenely.
She locked the door and strolled over to the bedside, and Jerry himself quickly lowered the railing and patted a space beside him. Meg kicked off her shoes and slid onto the bed. They kissed, hungrily snaking their tongues into each other's mouths, and she felt a big hot blast of cream from her famished cunt mouth.
"Mmmmm, Jerry, I'm so horny," she sighed.
"No problem," he leered. "I can take care of that-even better than I did yesterday."
Meg used her foot to push back the sheet, and there it was-Jerry's rock-hard seven-inch prick standing up straight as an arrow. The thick column of blue-veined flesh sprang from a thick patch of dark curls and ended in a huge knob-like head of purple. To her horny eyes, it was the most beautiful sight in the world.
Jerry still found it hard to move much with his legs weighted down by those heavy casts, but he had no trouble at all raising her skirt and tucking it up out of the way. With Meg's help he tugged off her panties and tossed them over the side. He petted her soft, auburn bush, and she shivered with lusty anticipation.
"Sit on my face," he urged hoarsely.
"Do what?" Meg laughed.
"You know, let me eat your pussy," he said.
Actually she didn't know-this was something she'd only heard about, something she and Tom had never tried. But it sounded exciting, and she was hot to try it. Following Jerry's instructions, she crouched over him, her knees on either side of his head and her steaming, pink slit practically in his face. She could feel his hot, moist breath fanning her naked pussy. - "Nobody ever did this to you before?" he asked.
"No," Meg admitted.
"Your husband's crazy," he decided.
Maybe crazy wasn't exactly the word, but Meg did resent the fact that Tom had never introduced anything new to their love-making. All he ever wanted to do was roll on top of her and fuck, getting off as fast as he could. She'd been dying for some novelty, and she shivered lustily as Jerry parted the copper-furred lips of her bush and isolated the swollen, pink lump of her clit.
"You'll go for this, I guarantee," he said.
Meg saw his wet, red tongue dart out, and the next thing she felt was a delicious blast of pleasure as he began to tongue-lash her clit. The feeling was exquisite, a thousand times better than playing with herself. His slippery, hot tongue whipped briskly back and forth over the most sensitive organ of her body.
"Oooooooooo," she squealed.
"You like?" Jerry chuckled.
"Ohhhhhhh, my God, I love it," Meg moaned.
She knew she didn't have to be shy or ladylike with Jerry. He liked his women raunchy and lusty. She let herself go, moaning and squealing with pleasure as the young biker lashed his big, hot tongue over her lust-swollen clit. She didn't think she'd ever felt anything so good, short of fucking itself.
"Unnnhhhhh, Jerry, that's so damned good," she whined, "don't ever stop, baby."
She really felt like she could go on forever feeling that juicy, hot meat whipping her erect, throbbing clit. Hot jolts of pleasure ripped through her pussy, and soon she was creaming uncontrollably, the thick musky syrup soaking Jerry's bobbing chin. With that delicious stimulation, reaching a climax was going to be as easy as falling off a log.
"Ahhhhhhh, yes, honey, eat me," Meg panted, "eat my pussy, Jerry, make me come."
Jerry responded instantly by seizing her stiff clit between his lips and sucking on it furiously. That felt even better than his greedy tongue-lashing, so good that Meg shrieked and almost flew right off the bed. Her steaming cunt juice came out in helpless floods, soaking Jerry's chin and cheeks.
"Eeeeeee, yesssss, suck me," she wailed.
Jerry's firm lips tugged and squeezed her engorged clit, giving her powerful blasts of pleasure. Dizzy with ecstasy, she grasped the metal headboard to keep from falling over. She threw her head back, long, red hair flying, and moaned steadily and hoarsely as he sucked her to climax. The pleasure was so intense, she almost blacked out.
"Unnnggghhh, I'm coming," she groaned.
Jerry kept his mouth on her clit as she came, sucking loudly and greedily, intensifying her climax. As her body rocked and convulsed in violent pleasure-spasms, she could feel the thick, molten come-juice gushing down her thighs. It had to be the most powerful orgasm of her life, like nothing she'd ever experienced before. She heard her own voice like a stranger's, sobbing and gasping with ecstasy.
"Ahhhhhhh, so fuckin' good," she whined, "I'm coming so good, Jerry."
He didn't reply, just kept gobbling her stiff, little clit and giving her jolt after jolt of pleasure. It seemed as if she was coming forever. Why hadn't Tom ever done anything like this for her? It seemed all he cared about was his own orgasms. Finally she went limp and gazed down at Jerry, who was grinning wickedly.
"So how do you like having your pussy eaten, nurse?" he leered.
"You know damned well I loved it," Meg laughed. "Really, Jerry, that was fantastic."
"Then I guess you wouldn't mind some more of it, would you?" he said.
"Mmmmmmm, I sure wouldn't," she sighed.
Jerry grinned and nosed into her steaming juice-soaked slit, pushing his tongue farther this time, past her satisfied clit and between her swollen pussy lips. She felt the stiff, pointed tip of his tongue rimming the small, tight mouth of her cunt, and she moaned and spread her thighs wider, giving him more room to work.
"Mmmmmmm, yes, baby, lick me," she panted. "That's making me so excited, Jerry."
He stuck his stiff tongue about an inch into her creamy little fuck hole and swirled it around and around, teasing and tantalizing her. Meg ached to feel that slippery slab of meat deeper in her seething cunt, and she jerked her hips lustily, trying to impale herself on his lapping tongue. Then he did just what she craved, cramming his whole tongue suddenly into her thirsty cunt.
"Ahhhhh," Meg wailed, "my God, yes, get that big tongue all the way into me, Jerry."
She felt her hungry fuck hole deliciously stuffed with thick, throbbing meat. It was like taking a cock, only more wickedly exciting. She creamed helplessly, the molten juice soaking Jerry's tongue and overflowing to drench his face. He began to tongue-fuck her stiffly and deeply, and she clutched the head board till her knuckles went white.
"Unnnhhhhh, my God, that's so good," she moaned.
She hadn't realized how truly sex-starved she was till this moment. It was as if she could never get enough of his kinky pussy-eating. She held herself rigid, legs spread wide, and whimpered and gurgled with pleasure as Jerry plowed his big wet tongue up and down in her starved little pussy hole. Hot jolts of pleasure tore through her gash.
"Unnnhhhhh, yes, fuck me with that big oF tongue," she moaned, "fuck me crazy with it."
Thank God she had the only key to this room. She could imagine the spectacle they'd present to anyone who happened in. Dignified and respected Nurse Anders shoving her dripping pussy into a patient's face while he eagerly tongue-fucked her -her career would be over! But the key was tucked in her pocket, and she could let herself go, moaning and panting as Jerry worked his stiff tongue in her molten cunt.
"Ooooooo, Jerry, you're doing it to me so good," she whined. "I'm gonna come real quick, baby."
Jerry dug his stiff tongue even deeper into her red-hot fuck hole, and her strong cunt walls gripped and squeezed the slippery meat. As she spun toward climax, her cunt got steadily hotter and tighter. Jerry imagined having his engorged cock in that gripping, smoking pussy, and his prick gave a lusty jump and drooled big globs of juice.
"Unnnhhhhh, you're making me come," Meg howled.
She gripped the head board tightly as her body shook and swayed in violent spasms of pleasure. Somehow Jerry managed to keep his spearing tongue inside her convulsing cunt, and he tongue-fucked her into a shrieking orgasm. Meg could do nothing about the uncontrollable floods of juice that gushed from her cunt and soaked his face.
"Ooooo, so damned good," she moaned.
When her spasms finally faded, she scooted back a little so Jerry could come up for air. His face was drenched with her thick pearly come-juice, but he was grinning broadly. Meg had to grin back-the handsome young biker had given her more excitement and pleasure in half an hour than Tom had given her in the two years of their marriage.
"How about scooting back some more and sitting on my cock?" Jerry leered.
"Mmmmmmm, I'd love to," Meg cooed.
All that kinky foreplay had been terrific fun, but this was the moment they'd both been waiting for. Meg moved back to straddle Jerry's belly, her knees hugging his hips, and she brought the dripping mouth of her fur-fringed cunt down to touch the hard, purple head of his cock. With that electric contact, they both shivered lustily.
"Do it to me, Jerry," she hissed, "stick your cock in me."
"Oh, baby, will I ever," he growled.
He gripped her firm little waist and plowed into her, cramming his thick seven-inch prick all the way in her pussy in one greedy shove. He was just too achingly horny to be gentle. For two weeks now he'd admired Nurse Anders' luscious, swaying ass and big, thrusting tits, and he'd fantasized ramming his stiff cock up her cunt. Now he was actually doing it, and no way could he control himself.
"Uhhhhh," Meg gasped.
"Take it, baby," he growled, "take every fuckin' inch. I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you."
That was good news to Meg, because that was exactly what she needed. With Jerry gripping her waist and holding her in place, she rode his cock with squeals and moans of pleasure. Her big tits shook heavily, and her pretty face twisted in a wide grimace of pleasure. Jerry's huge, hard cock stuffed her cunt deliciously.
"Ooooo, yeah, fuck it to me, baby," she howled, "fuck me good and hard."
There was no other way Jerry could do it. His painfully swollen prick was rampaging out of control, and his lusty instincts drove him to ram his cock into her as hard and fast as he could. Soon his face was flushed and his forehead was beaded with sweat, but he was nowhere near quitting. Her snug, juicy cunt just felt too damned nice.
He wasn't through looking at her, either. As she bounced and rocked over him, her eyes were screwed shut in ecstasy and her little, pink tongue lolled out. He could watch his thick blue-veined cock hammering in and out between her dripping copper-furred cunt lips. This woman wasn't faking a thing-she obviously loved his fucking.
Still he wanted to hear her say it. "Good for you, baby?" he panted. "You like how it feels?"
Meg briefly opened her eyes to give him a glazed, horny glance. "I love it, Jerry," she moaned, "I love the way you're fucking me. Oh, God, did I ever need this."
Again Jerry wondered what kind of moron would neglect such a beautiful woman and leave her so horny. But that wasn't his problem. Dr. Anders' loss was his gain. Grinning broadly, he pounded his engorged prick in Meg's deliciously snug fuck hole and watched her respond with hoarse moans of pleasure. His cock was drenched with her molten juice.
As the powerful convulsions rocked her body, she waited to feel the hot blast of his come, but he just kept fucking at her like a maniac. What a terrific surprise-Tom always came when she did, leaving her unsatisfied with just one climax. As her spasms began to fade, she was still riding Jerry's rock-hard cock and he was fucking her as greedily as ever.
"Mmmmm, yes, you big stud, keep fuckin' me," she moaned, "fuck me forever."
Jerry wished that was literally possible, but even he had his limits. Her snug fuck hole seemed to get hotter and tighter by the second, and his balls felt ready to explode with their hot load. He fucked into her with lightning speed, making the bed creak and rattle, and Meg shrieked with pleasure as she took his cock.
"Ohhhhhhh, God, I don't believe this," she whimpered, "but I'm gonna come again."
Never had she gotten two climaxes out of fucking her husband, but this young stud was hammering right into another orgasm when she'd barely recovered from the first. She gorged herself on the delicious sensation, tightening her cunt around his pounding cock, and she screamed in ecstasy as her whole body seemed to explode.
"Ooooo, that's it, I'm coming," she wailed.
"Awww, Christ," Jerry bellowed.
They writhed and rocked together as he shot his steaming load against her womb. It had been such a fantastic fuck, Meg didn't want to pull herself off his thick, throbbing cock. She wanted it inside her forever. But then they heard someone knocking at the door, and she quickly jumped off Jerry and straightened her clothes and hair.
Opening the door, she found Dr. Riggs, Jerry's physician. "Sorry, doctor," she smiled, "but I was just giving Jerry the bedpan. He's kind of shy about that."
"Well, he doesn't need the bedpan any more, Mrs. Anders," Riggs replied. "In fact, I'm sending him home tomorrow."
Meg felt a little sad-she'd really miss Jerry and his tireless, hard cock. But he wasn't the only attractive man at the hospital, and she had a hunch .
she wouldn't have any problem finding lover.
CHAPTER THREE
That evening Meg was just putting dinner in the oven, when Tom called. The message was all too familiar: "Honey, I've got an emergency case here, and I probably won't be back all night. No point in waiting dinner for me."
"All right, Tom," Meg sighed.
That meant a lonely dinner and a dull evening in front of the TV-or did it? When Tom had these big emergency cases, he always stayed overnight at the hospital. She was perfectly free to do whatever she wanted. And that hot, horny feeling in her pussy told her exactly what she wanted to do. She'd simply go out and pick up the first attractive man she met.
It was a little risky, a little scary, but it seemed as if her need for sex was getting stronger all the time. She didn't want to toss and turn half the night with unsatisfied lust. She went to the bedroom and put on a body-hugging, blue pantsuit, grabbed her coat and purse, and headed out the door. Her heart was pounding.
Did she really dare do anything so outrageous? The city street was lined with expensive bars, and before she could chicken out, Meg forced herself to walk into one of them. It was so dark she could hardly see, but she managed to grope her way to a table. As her eyes got used to the dim lighting, she saw that every man in the place was staring at her. She tried to look calm.
She ordered a martini and practically gulped it. She needed to numb her nervousness, not to mention her conscience. Here she was, a respectable career girl and wife, deliberately out to pick up a stranger and fuck him. She signaled the waitress for another drink, and the girl walked over to her with a smile.
"Ma'am, there's a gentleman who'd like to join you and buy you a drink," she told Meg. "He's at the bar, in the blue suit."
Meg studied the guy carefully. He was in his mid-thirties, dark-haired, very attractive, and he was expensively dressed. Still she hesitated. "Do you know anything about him?" she asked the waitress.
"Oh, yeah," the girl replied, "that's Tod Davis, he's a businessman. Comes in here a lot. He's an okay guy."
"Very well," Meg said, "tell Mr. Davis he can join me."
Her heart was hammering again as Tod Davis came over and took a chair beside her, but he was so sexy-looking that she soon calmed down. "I guess you know my name already," he said. "What's yours?"
"Meg," she said.
"Just Meg?" he said. "Oh, I understand." He was glancing at her wedding ring.
Meg blushed. Some adventuress! She should have removed the ring before leaving the apartment. "Tell me about yourself, Tod," she said quickly.
Half an hour later she was leaving the bar on Tod Davis' arm. She'd hardly heard a word he'd said. She just sat there getting hornier by the second, and when he finally suggested that they go to his place for a nightcap, she readily agreed. The man was decent and polite, and he turned her on like crazy-nothing else mattered.
At his bachelor apartment Tod mixed a pitcher of martinis and came to sit beside Meg on the couch. After pouring their drinks he said, "Okay, I'll bite. What's a gorgeous, married lady like you doing, letting herself get picked up by a perfect stranger?"
Jerry had asked her almost the same question. She sighed and said, "It's very personal, Tod, but I have my reasons. Let's just not discuss it, okay?"
"Okay by me," he said, leaning forward to kiss her.
Meg's mouth melted against his, and she let him snake his tongue between her lips. Her pussy was boiling with need by now, hot cream seeping from her cunt and moistening the crotch of her panties. As he kissed her, Tod set aside his drink and cupped her big, firm tits. She was so aroused, her nipples went rigid, poking against his palms.
She wondered if he could feel her quivering. As he worked his tongue around in her mouth and squeezed her tits, she couldn't control that trembling. Ever since she'd made the decision to cheat on her husband, she'd been unable to think of anything but sex. It seemed like she was bitterly horny all the time.
Tod drew back and said, "Yeah, you're ready, all right. Let's go to the bedroom."
Meg got up and followed him, dazed with lust. In the bedroom was a king-size bed with a lush, fur spread, and on the walls and ceiling were big mirrors. Obviously Tod was an expert at picking up women. That increased her arousal-he was sure to know what he was doing. He turned to her and began to unbutton her pantsuit.
Tom had never taken the trouble to undress her, and she found it highly arousing. Tod deftly helped her out of her suit and unhooked her bra, drawing it down over her arms and tossing it aside. He gazed hungrily at her stiff-nippled tits before tugging down her panties. She was naked in only a few seconds.
"Lie on the bed," he said hoarsely. "Wait for me."
He watched her every step of the way, and she knew he wanted to study her naked body while he undressed. She stretched out on her back and parted her legs a little so he could see the moist, pink flesh of her pussy. His eyes darted from her big, ripe tits to her coppery bush, then back again, as he started taking off his clothes.
"You're gorgeous," he said.
Meg only smiled. She was absorbed in studying his body. His broad chest was thickly matted with dark hairs, his arms and legs and belly were hairy, too. He must be taking good care of himself, for his muscles were thick and pronounced. As he stepped out of his shorts, her eyes darted hungrily to his cock.
From a thick patch of wiry, dark hairs his cock was standing straight up, hugging his belly in a fierce hard-on. It was a beauty, six-inches of thick, engorged meat. Meg felt a hot trickle of juice from her starved pussy. The steaming syrup dribbled down the crack of her ass, and she shivered in lusty anticipation as Tod approached the bed, his stiff cock weaving obscenely.
"I hope you came here for a good, hard fucking," he said hoarsely, "because that's what you're gonna get."
Meg didn't know what to say to this man, he seemed so experienced and in command. She just lay there and let him run his hands over her silky-skinned body, over her sensitive big tits, sleek flat belly, and coppery bush. He didn't spend much time trying to warm her up. After a few moments he pushed her legs wide open and crawled between them.
Meg felt a little disappointed that there hadn't been more foreplay, but, on the other hand, her cunt was seething with need and she could hardly wait to take Tod's rock-hard cock. She drew her legs up, bending her knees, and let her thighs fall wide open, brazenly exposing her soaked, pink slit. Tod gave a lusty snarl and crammed the hard, purple head of his cock into the juicy,-little pit of her cunt mouth.
"Take it, baby," he growled, "take my cock."
Meg gasped as he plowed into her, ramming his steel-hard cock right into her in one greedy shove. This guy sure wasn't wasting any time! He slumped onto her, his hairy body tickling her tits and belly, and she felt his coarse-furred balls slam to rest against her pussy. She felt stuffed almost breathless with the man's thick meat.
"Ahhhhhhh, yeah, terrific pussy," he sighed, "nice and hot and juicy. We're gonna have fun, baby, I can promise you that."
Meg certainly hoped so-she was starved for a good, hard fucking. Tod shoved his hands under her lustily churning ass and started fucking into her with deep, quick strokes. Meg gasped again and dug her nails into his shoulders as she felt her snug, little pussy hole crammed almost to bursting with his hard, throbbing dick.
"Unnnhhhhhh," she moaned, "Unnnhhh."
"Yeah, baby, it's great, isn't it?" he panted.
Meg wasn't so sure about that-he was fucking her almost savagely, reaming and bruising her tight, little pussy. Somehow she'd expected this respectable-looking man to be more gentle. But her hot lust soon made her nervousness vanish, and she was gurgling and squealing with excitement as she took the steady, deep pounding of his cock. She began to cream heavily, soaking his slamming cock and making his fucking slick and easy.
"I feel that," he said hoarsely, "you're getting all wet for me, all turned on." \ Meg wasn't sure she appreciated his editorial comments, but she was really starting to like his fucking. She arched her body up to take his pounding cock as deep as she could into her thirsty, little cunt. The rigid shaft of his cock sawed back and forth over her swollen clit, giving her sharp blasts of pleasure. His hairy, engorged balls spanked her cunt.
"Mmmmmmmmm, yes, do it to me," she moaned, "really give it to me, Tod." He raised his head and leered at her. She sup- posed she didn't look very dignified-red hair tousled, face flushed and twisted in a horny grimace. But she leered right back at him, her lust growing with each second. She could hear his big cock making an obscene sucking noise as it reamed the thick juice from her cunt.
"Now tell me why," Tod growled.
"Why what?" Meg moaned.
"Why you were on the prowl," he said. "You're really horny, honey-isn't your old man taking care of you in the sack?"
Didn't the guy ever shut up? Meg was tempted to tell him to let his cock do the talking, but she didn't want to piss him off, not in the middle of this terrific fuck.
"My husband's job keeps him very busy," she panted. "I get horny sometimes. That's really all, Tod. Now can we just fuck?"
"Okay, okay," he laughed. "I was just curious. You're right-let's really get down to business."
For Tod that meant fucking into her like a pile driver. Getting a good grip on her ass, he slammed into her so hard and fast that her whole body shook and the bed began to creak and rock. Meg felt fucked breathless. Their bellies met in loud, wet smacks, and his wiry-haired balls whipped her tender pussy. She'd never been fucked so hard before, but she was loving every second of it.
"Uhhhhh, yes, you big bastard," she moaned, "fuck it to me, fuck my pussy hard."
Tod growled and dug his nails into her ass, fucking her so furiously that his face turned red and began to bead with sweat. The red-hot friction between cock and cunt was driving Meg helplessly toward climax-not that she minded, of course. She stiffened, then shuddered violently as she felt the hot blast of climax.
"Unnnggghhhh, you're making me come," she gasped. "Ahhhh, yessss, Aaaaggghhh."
As she climaxed, her cunt went tight as a vise around Tod's big, hard prick. She saw his eyes roll crazily, then screw shut in bliss, and she felt the searing blast of his come against her womb. He fucked into her with lightning speed, his ass knotting and jerking as he sizzled his steaming jism into her cunt.
"I'm coming," he groaned, "Ohhh, Jesus, A wwww."
Meg was bitterly disappointed. Had she discovered another Tom? They'd been fucking only a few minutes, and already he was shooting his load. She watched the scene in the ceiling mirror, Tod's jerking, hairy body pinning her down, covering everything but her arms, legs and face. It was wickedly exciting, but the excitement was almost over.
"Ahhhh, Christ, terrific," Tod sighed as he rolled off her.
Oh, yeah, sure, Meg thought miserably. She knew that one orgasm wasn't going to take care of the raging need in her pussy. Would she have to go out and pick up another man? Tod rolled onto his back, lit a cigarette, and exhaled with a big, satisfied sigh. It looked as if their evening together was over.
"Why don't you bring our drinks in here, honey?" he said. "We can have another belt while we rest."
"You want me to stay?" Meg said wonderingly.
"Huh?" Tod said, then chuckled, "Hell, yes--we're just getting started. I always like a good, hard fuck for openers, then get on to the stuff."
Openers? Other stuff? Meg's interest quickly revived, and she hurried to the living room to get the glasses and the martini pitcher. Tod was a brand-new experience for her, a guy who actually didn't roll over and snore after one fuck. She wished he could give her husband lessons. She hurried back to bed, shivering with horniness.
"You don't act very experienced," Tod remarked. "No insult intended, but I get the impression you haven't done much."
"No, I haven't," Meg sighed. "My husband's too much in a hurry for anything like that."
"He's nuts," Tod said, "he's missing all the fun. You ever do 69?"
"No," Meg said, "what's that?"
"It's easier to show you than to tell you," Tod grinned. He tossed down his drink and said, "Okay, come here."
Meg did everything he said and found herself in a really weird position, crouched over him backwards with her pussy practically in his face and her mouth poised right over his thick semi-hard cock. She quickly understood the advantages of 69--they could eat each other at the same time. She gave a little squeal of excitement as Tod nosed into her hot, moist cunt.
"Ooooo, yes, eat me," she gasped.
"Just as long as you return the favor," he chuckled.
Taking the hint, Meg dipped her head down and stuck out her tongue, running it hungrily over his fat, blue-veined cock. At the same time Tod thrust his stiff tongue into her cunt and started licking around inside the steamy, little tunnel. Meg fed him a big rush of tangy, hot cream, and he reamed it out and swallowed it. She found herself literally drooling onto his cock.
"Mmmmmm," she moaned, "Mmmmmm."
This kinky game was getting more exciting by the minute. She curled her fingers around the big, hairy base of his cock and raised the fat, purple head to her lips. She lathered his big cock head with her hot spit-slick tongue, while Tod probed deep in her cream-filled cunt wit his long, stiff tongue. She was creaming steadily and helplessly by now.
"Ahhhh, Tod, that feels so good," she moaned. "Yes, baby, put your tongue in me."
Tod drew back a second to whisper hoarsely, "Suck my cock, okay?"
"Mmmmm, I sure will," Meg purred.
Fisting the thick shaft of his prick, she popped the big, purple head between her lips and sheathed it in the scorching juicy flesh of her in-drawn cheeks. She started sucking hungrily on his cock, making a lewd, slurping noise. Tod responded with a horny shudder, and she soon began to feel his cock growing in her fist and mouth.
"Ummmmm," she moaned.
With Tod's big, thick tongue probing deep and hard in her thirsty, little fuck hole, her arousal was almost unbearable, and she found herself sucking harder and harder on his prick. The base of his cock grew, forcing her fingers farther and farther apart, and his lengthening prick wedged right into her throat. She drew back a little to keep from choking, and the first delicious blob of cock juice splattered onto her tongue.
"Mmmmmm," she cried.
She sucked even harder, suctioning out his tasty juice and savoring the flavor before gulping it down. Tod could sense that she loved the taste of his thick cock cream, and in his wicked excitement he began to tongue-fuck her very hard and deep. She gave a muffled moan of pleasure and drenched his tongue with musky cream.
How she wished that she and Tom could do these things together-but, of course, he wouldn't have time. She'd just have to get all her novelty and kicks from other men, men like Tod who'd gladly go on fucking and playing around all night. He was the kind of man she needed to ease her stored-up lust. Tom's quickies just didn't get it.
She wriggled her pointed tongue-tip into Tod's piss hole and reamed out more tasty juice, while Tod scooped load after load of tangy cream from her cunt and gulped it down. They went at each other like animals, snarling and growling and moaning. Meg felt the hot pleasure building in her cunt till she could hardly stand it.
Make me come, she thought urgently, please make me come.
As if reading her mind, Tod began to tongue-fuck her even harder and faster, his thick tongue working in stiff, cock-like motions. Meg gave a muffled howl of pleasure and felt the hot cream overflowing her cunt and gushing down her thighs. She sucked furiously on his big, throbbing prick, gulping down his hot juice. Suddenly she felt the delicious blast of orgasm deep in her cunt.
"Uhhhhhh," she howled, "Ahhhhh."
His spit-slick cock snapped from her mouth and wagged obscenely before her as she came. She. focused her glazed, lusty eyes on the heavily weaving pillar of flesh. Tod jabbed his thick tongue with lightning speed in her convulsing box, and she shrieked with pleasure and drenched his face with her steaming come-juice.
"Ahhhhhhh, you're making me come so good," she moaned.
The delicious spasms seemed to go on and on. She wondered how it was possible for her to cream so much-all over Tod's face, all down her thighs. Finally she went limp and panting, and Tod drew back to wipe the thick, pearly pussy juice from his face.
"Turn around and sit on it, baby," he growled.
Eagerly Meg reversed her position, facing him as she crouched and brought the dripping mouth of her cunt down to touch the granite column of his prick. She vividly recalled fucking Jerry in the same exciting position-he'd seized her waist and plowed into her greedily. But Tod folded his arms behind his head and grinned lazily.
"You do the work, okay?" he said.
As if she had a choice! Her pussy was starved for action, and Tod wasn't moving. She slammed her juice-slick cunt down around the steel-stiff slab of his cock, taking it all the way to her womb in one frantic thrust. She began fucking him, jerking her hungry, wet fuck hole up and down the thick, hard shaft of his prick.
"That's it, baby," he leered, really fuck it to me."
It was an exciting position for him, watching her big, ripe tits wobble and sway as she fucked him, watching his thick blue-veined cock going in and out between her fur-fringed pussy lips. Soon his prick was dripping with her pearly cream. Each time she brought her scalding-hot fuck tunnel down around his cock, he felt a sharp jolt of pleasure.
"Christ, I'm not gonna last long," he groaned.
"Me, either," Meg leered.
She liked being in control for a change, fucking him. She slammed her horny, little cunt harder and harder around his big, hard prick, taking the thick meat as deep as she wanted it. Tod's face was red with lust, his eyes starting to roll. His teeth flashed in a big, horny grimace. She could feel his cock throbbing violently inside her.
"Get ready, baby," he gasped, "I'm gonna shoot."
Just at that moment Meg felt her own, powerful climax, a blast of pleasure that made her scream and convulse. As she came, Tod couldn't hold still any longer, and he grabbed her by the waist and fucked into her like a pile-driver, flooding her gripping pussy with thick jets of jism. The scalding bath made her climax even more intense.
"Take my load, baby, take, it," Tod howled.
"Give it to me, Tod, cream me good," Meg shrieked.
She'd never had such a greedy, animalistic fuck, and it was just what she'd needed. At last she was satisfied-at least for awhile. When the need came on her again, would she return to Tod? She didn't think so. They were the same kind of people-into thrills and kinky scenes, into fucking strangers. And there was a whole world of strangers that she hadn't explored yet. Tod was, in his own words, just for openers.
CHAPTER FOUR
The next day Meg was at the hospital, taking a coffee break with some of the other nurses, when a very attractive new intern walked by. He looked to be about twenty-five, and he was six feet tall, well built, deeply tanned, with sun-bleached blond hair. Meg watched him with great interest.
"Who's that?" she asked. "Isn't he new around here?"
"Oh, yes, that's Randy Higgins," another nurse said. "A real hunk, isn't he?"
They all laughed, and Meg changed the subject. She didn't want the other nurses thinking about Randy Higgins--she wanted the guy all to herself. If he fucked as good as he looked, he'd be quite a catch. It was just a matter of arranging to meet him. She didn't know it, but luck was going to be on her side.
After her break, she started checking on patients, and in the second room she entered, there was Dr. Higgins. Up close, he was even more sexy-looking, and he gave her a big grin that made her feel instantly horny. She noticed him checking her out, his eyes darting over her tall, big-titted body.
"Hello there," he said, "I'm Randy Higgins, the new intern on this floor."
"I'm Meg Anders," she replied with a big warm smile. "Welcome to the staff, doctor."
"Just call me Randy," he said. "Anders-isn't that the name of one of the doctors?"
"Yes," Meg sighed, "he's my husband."
She wished she hadn't had to bring that out right away, because Randy's face fell, and he muttered a few more remarks before turning his attention to the patient. Luckily he needed Meg's help in changing a dressing, and she stood right beside him and "accidentally" rubbed against him. When they'd finished, he was breathing faster, and his interest in her had definitely revived.
"I don't suppose you've had a chance to learn your way around here, Randy," Meg said as she prepared to leave. "If you'd like to have lunch, maybe I could show you a few things." She spoke in an enticing husky voice, and again his eyes wandered over her body.
"Sure, Meg," he answered, "I'd love to have lunch."
"See you then," she smiled.
She could hardly wait till lunch hour. She was sure the guy was turned on to her, and it was just a matter of overcoming his scruples about getting it on with a married woman. Meg was sure that a stiff cock could overcome any scruples. She got hornier as the minutes passed. Finally she found Randy in the hall, where they'd agreed to meet.
"I've been thinking," he said, "and I hate that noisy cafeteria. Why don't we just buy a couple of sandwiches and go to my office?"
Meg struggled to act calm. "Why, that would be fine, Randy," she purred.
His office wasn't much, just a little cubbyhole with a tiny desk and a single bed where he could catch a nap during his long hours of work. The bed suited Meg just fine. She sat down on it and patted a place beside her, and Randy eagerly moved as close as he could without seeming rude.
"Married, Randy?" she asked.
"Nope."
"Girlfriends?"
"I haven't had time to find any yet," he sighed. "Then you must be terribly horny," Meg said in a low sympathetic voice. Randy gawked at her. "Well, yeah," he finally managed to say, "I am pretty horny. Damned horny. Now, just by coincidence, you wouldn't happen to be horny, too, would you, Meg?"
"Why, it just so happens I am," she cooed.
They both set aside their half-eaten sandwiches and grabbed for each other, kissing hungrily. Meg was delighted. Randy was horny all right, working his tongue feverishly in her mouth and actually quivering with need. And he'd been much easier to seduce than she'd dreamed. She clung to him, rubbing her big, firm tits against his chest. She slipped her hand into his crotch and felt the big, hard bulge of his erect cock.
As she touched his cock, Randy drew back and looked at her with hot hungry eyes. Meg smiled and said, "Lunch hour isn't very long."
"That's right," Randy said hoarsely.
"So we better get right to it," Meg said, standing up and starting to undress.
"I can't believe this," Randy said with a happy sigh.
They stripped as fast as they could and slipped onto the narrow bed. Randy seemed to be touching and kissing her everywhere at once, and Meg returned the favor, running her hands all over his tall, muscular body. She looked down at his rigid seven-inch cock and shivered in lusty anticipation. His engorged prick looked as thick as her wrist.
"Things not going too well between you and your husband?" he asked.
She wished men would stop asking her about that. "Never mind about him," she cooed, running her fingers over Randy's hotly throbbing cock. "Let's just have a good time."
Randy was too achingly horny to pursue the matter. He actually didn't give a shit about this Dr. Anders anyway. It had been more than a month since he'd been laid, and here was this gorgeous, big-titted redhead practically throwing herself at him. Did it really matter if she was married?
He slid his hand between her thighs and felt the scorching, juicy flesh of her pussy. As he touched her, she creamed thick juice all over his hand. She wasn't faking her lust-no girl could cream at will, especially a big, hot rush like that. She fisted his bloated cock and pumped it eagerly. She was breathing loudly and rapidly.
"Randy, let's not waste any more time," she panted. "I'm so horny."
Randy gave a snarl of lust and rolled her onto her back. Meg eagerly opened her legs and drew them up, exposing the glistening, pink flesh of her pussy and its delicate fringe of copper curls. Randy didn't think he'd ever seen such a luscious-looking cunt-but he wasn't here just to admire it. He crawled between her legs and wedged the big, purple head of his cock into the snug, slick mouth of her cunt. Meg moaned and shivered convulsively.
"Oooooo, yeah, get into me," she cried.
Randy eased his big, hard cock slowly into her, remaining on his knees so he could watch her response. As the thick cock meat gradually stuffed her horny little pussy, she flushed with arousal, and her face twisted in a grimace of pleasure. Through her thick lashes she looked at him with hot, horny eyes. He could feel her creaming heavily all over his cock.
"My God, yes," she panted, "get your big cock all the way into me, Randy."
Just looking at her and listening to her was almost enough to make him come. He'd never fucked a girl so beautiful or so unashamedly lusty. He prolonged the delicious moment of getting into her, easing his steel-hard prick slowly up her gripping juicy, fuck tunnel. Her cunt was fantastically tight and scorching hot. At last his big hairy balls came to rest against her slit.
"Ahhhhhhh, Christ, that feels good," he sighed.
"Mmmmmmmm, it sure does," Meg leered. "You've got such a big cock, Randy."
"I had a transplant from a gorilla," he said.
In Meg's opinion, this was no time for jokes, so she began jerking her hips lustily, slamming her cream-slick cunt up and down the long, rigid pole of his cock. Randy sensed her impatience, and he began fucking into her in deep, steady strokes. She could hear the obscene noise his thick cock made as it reamed the hot juice from her cunt, a wet sucking sound that filled the room.
"Mmmmmm, yeah, fuck it to me," she sighed, "fuck my pussy good, baby."
Randy was still having a hard time believing that all this was happening. He hadn't been at the hospital more than three hours before this terrifically stacked chick had started coming on to him, and now here he was plowing his cock in her lust-slick pussy. Of course, he could get into real trouble for fucking a doctor's wife, but he was pretty sure Meg wasn't going to tell on him. She seemed as horny as he was.
She lay back with her long, red hair streaming over the pillow, gurgling and squealing with pleasure as he fucked her. She grinned shamelessly as she took the steady, deep thrusts of his cock. He watched her tits quivering, the big, pink nipples stiff with arousal. Her helplessly gushing cream overflowed her stuffed cunt and trickled down the crack of her ass.
"Unnnhhh, so damned good," she moaned.
Randy's cock was hard as a rock and so thick that it stuffed every inch of her hungrily gripping cunt. She could feel his big fuck tool throbbing against her cunt walls each time he plowed into her. His coarse-furred balls tickled and slapped her swollen pussy lips. She gorged herself on his slow but steady fucking, wishing it never had to end.
"Enjoying yourself, doctor?" she grinned.
"Are you kidding?" Randy leered. "I could go on fucking you forever, nurse. You've got the tightest pussy I was ever into."
No wonder, Meg thought-her pussy hadn't been used very much. She'd been a virgin when she married Tom, and she'd been lucky if she got laid once a month--it only happened when his golf game got rained out. She dismissed Tom from her mind and gave herself up to the delicious sensation of having her lust-inflamed cunt stuffed and reamed by Randy's big, hard cock.
Still she knew they were running out of time, and she desperately wanted to get off. She wanted to get off more than once if she could manage it. She began fucking at him, jerking her hips impatiently, slamming her hot, little cunt up and down the greased pole of his cock. Randy leered down at her but didn't move any faster. He acted like they had all the time in the world.
"Randy, fuck me harder, please," she moaned, "faster. Really give it to me."
"Sure, Meg, whatever you want," he grinned.
He slumped down on her now, his steely cock shaft rubbing her swollen clit and giving her hot blasts of pleasure. He shoved his hands under her lustily churning ass, gripped it tightly, and started fucking into her hard and fast. Their bellies smacked loudly together, and the little bed shook and creaked.
"Ahhhh, yessss," Meg howled, "that's it, baby, fuck it to me hard."
Randy rammed his long, stiff cock right to her womb with every greedy thrust, and Meg responded with howls of delight and heavy floods of steaming pussy juice. This was the way she really craved to be fucked, almost savagely hard, a kinky combination of pleasure and pain. She'd stored up her lust for so long that only a near-rape could satisfy her.
"Too rough for you?" Randy panted.
"Noo," she moaned, "I want it this way, Randy. I want it as hard as you can give it to me."
That suited Randy just fine, because his natural instincts were driving him to ram his big, bloated cock into her as hard and fast as he could. It had been a long time since he'd stuffed his stiff cock into a nice, juicy pussy. He snorted with lust and fucked into her like a pile-driver, while she moaned, dug her nails into his shoulders, and humped back at him, drenching his prick with her molten juice.
"Unnnhhhhh, yeah, you big stud," she moaned, "you're gonna make me come."
Randy felt her cunt getting tighter by the second around his pile-driving prick. She was hot as a blast furnace inside, almost searing his meat. Her heavy cream came uncontrollably, soaking his cock and overflowing to puddle on the bed beneath her. He'd never know a woman so hotly aroused, so wild to fuck.
"Uhhhhh, you're doing it to me," she gasped, "I'm coming, Aaahhhhhh."
Her whole body shook violently, and her cunt began to convulse, gripping and releasing his prick in a steady hard rhythm. That muscular sucking tube seemed to be trying to suction the come right out of his balls. Randy gritted his teeth and fucked into her hard and deep, struggling not to shoot his load. He wanted to enjoy her tiny, slick cunt right up to the last possible minute.
"Unnnnhhhh, I'm coming so good," Meg groaned.
He was amazed at the intensity and the length of her orgasm. Whoever this Anders guy was, he couldn't have been fucking her enough. She was wild for fucking, starved for coming. Randy was sure she'd want to get off again, and he definitely intended to do it for her. Finally she went limp and gasping beneath him, his rock-hard cock still lodged deep in her hot, little pussy.
"Mmmmmm, nice," she sighed.
"But you want more?" Randy grinned.
"How'd you guess?" she laughed. "But, Randy, are you sure we have time?"
He glanced at his watch. "Still half an hour," he said. "Or would you rather finish your sandwich?"
"Suddenly I'm not hungry," she said.
"Good, then let's flip you over," Randy said. "I like to do it more than one way."
Meg had never fucked dog-style before-new positions had never interested Tom. But she was eager for novelty and as Randy whipped his stiff cream-soaked cock out of her cunt, she quickly rolled onto her hands and knees. He gripped her slim hips and positioned her with her luscious, little ass up in the air.
"Uhhhhh," Meg gasped.
Randy had plowed his cock hard and deep into her cunt, butting her womb. It felt strange and exciting to be stuffed from behind. She dug her nails into the bedspread and drenched his deeply-thrust cock with molten pussy syrup. Randy caught his breath and started fucking her in the same steady, hard rhythm as before. The guy was tireless-and Meg was delighted.
"Ahhh, yes, fuck it to me, baby," she whined, "fuck my pussy good."
"I'd like to fuck you the whole damned day," Randy panted.
"Some other time," Meg sighed. "Right now you're gonna have to set a speed record."
She wished they didn't have to keep thinking about that damned clock. As Randy plowed his big, hard prick again and again into her seething, little fuck hole, she gurgled and whined in ecstasy. She didn't think she could ever get enough of this young man's swift, hard fucking. It was just the way she'd aways wanted Tom to fuck her.
Tom-it would really blow his mind if he walked in here right now and found her fucking this handsome, young intern, taking his huge, slamming cock from behind. Maybe Tom needed a little shaking up. He had to learn that she had needs, too. But Meg couldn't concentrate on that problem for long. Randy's steadily plowing cock was driving her fast toward another orgasm.
"Unnnhhhhh, you're fucking me good, baby," she moaned, "I just love it."
"I love fucking you, Meg," he panted. "You're a terrific piece of ass."
She wondered if Tom thought of her that way, as a terrific fuck. Probably not. For him, she was just there, a nice, hot juicy cunt to come in, preferably as fast as possible. Not once in their marriage had he asked her if she'd enjoyed it. Well, to hell with him-she could find plenty of men who'd be sure to get her off as many times as she wanted.
"Unnnnhhhhhh, Randy, I'm gonna come again," she moaned. "Fuck me real hard, baby, really give it to me."
Randy crammed his bloated cock into her with lightning speed, lustily watching his thick, blue-veined shaft spreading her delicate fur-fringed cunt lips and plowing deep into her body. Each time he drew back for another lunge, his cock dripped with her thick pearly juice. Her cunt began to tighten around his slamming cock, and then she shuddered and wailed.
"Ooooo, I'm coming," Meg cried, "Aaahhhh."
Randy gripped her writhing hips and managed to ride out the storm of her climax. Her luscious body rocked violently, and her big, dangling tits swung back and forth. He could feel her cunt gripping and squeezing his prick, and he was damned near shooting his load. But a quick glance at his watch told him they still had fifteen minutes, and he didn't intend to waste them.
Gritting his teeth, he managed to hold out till she stopped coming. As her climax died away, she slumped forward, flushed and panting, and his steel-stiff cock snapped from her slick pussy hole. She writhed with the after-shocks of her climax, thick come-juice oozing from the mouth of her cunt, "Mmmmmm, Randy, you fantastic stud," she sighed.
"You ain't seen nothing yet," he said. "How about sitting on it?"
"Are you sure we have-" Meg began.
"Fifteen minutes," he interrupted. "Let's go."
Well, why not? As he rolled onto his back, his handsome seven-inch cock sticking straight up, Meg hurried to straddle him. She slammed the juice-slick mouth of her cunt down around the big, purple knob of his cock head, and Randy took it from there. Gripping her waist, he snorted lustily and plowed his granite cock right to her womb.
"UHHHHH," Meg gasped.
"Too hard for you?" he said.
"Uh-uh," she grinned, "you just knocked the breath out of me, that's all. Do it again."
He leered up at her and started fucking into her hard and fast. She wondered where he got his energy. They'd been fucking for forty-five minutes now, and he wasn't even sweaty. Not that she minded, of course--she was really up for this long thorough fucking. She rode his ramming cock with squeals and gurgles of pleasure.
"Ooooooo, yes, baby, yes," she cried. "Fuck me with that big, hard cock, Randy." Randy had a nice view of the action. He could watch her big pink-nippled tits wobbling with the force of his fucking, and he could watch his cream-drenched prick slicing in and out between her swollen cunt lips. He saw her eyes roll crazily, then screw shut in ecstasy. Her little tongue lolled out as she approached yet another climax. This time he intended to come along with her. His balls felt ready to burst, his cock painfully engorged.
"Take it, baby, take my cock," he panted.
"Unnnnhhhhh, yes, give it to me," Meg whimpered, "I want every fuckin' inch."
If that's what she wanted, he was glad to give it to her. Gripping her small waist, he fucked into her like a stallion, ramming her womb. The bed groaned and shook, and the room was filled with her shrill cries and the lewd, sucking sound of his cock reaming her cream-filled box. Meg threw back her head and howled with ecstasy.
"Unnnggghhhh, Randy, you're fucking me so damned good," she moaned, "I love it."
Randy was too busy to answer. As he pounded his cock into her with lightning speed, he could hardly keep from shooting his load. He wanted to take her along with him, but it would have to be damned soon. Desperately he reached up and caught her swollen clit between his fingers. He gave the moist button a prolonged squeeze, and Meg shuddered convulsively.
"That's it, I'm coming," she howled.
Not a second too soon-as her convulsing cunt squeezed his cock almost flat, Randy bellowed and began to come, blasting her womb with sizzling jets of jism. Meg gurgled blissfully as she took the steaming loads of his come. He felt like he'd shot a gallon of the stuff into her, he was so wildly aroused. They howled and bucked together till he'd shot the very last drops of his jizz.
"Oh-oh," Meg said, consulting her watch, "we're due back on the floor right now."
They quickly dressed and left Randy's office. As they stepped into the hall they noticed a list of schedules posted on the wall. Randy read it and grinned wickedly.
"Well, what do you know?" he said. "Dr. Anders is scheduled for night shift this evening. Why don't you come over to my place, Nurse Anders, and we can play checkers and have a nice cup of tea?"
"Why, Dr. Higgins," Meg grinned, "I'd be delighted."
CHAPTER FIVE
On the way back to their floor, Meg and Randy ran into Tom Anders. Meg greeted her husband with a big smile and introduced him to Randy. She hoped their faces didn't betray the fact that they'd just been fucking for nearly an hour.
"Have you thought about what you want for dinner tonight, Tom?" she asked.
"Oh, honey, I think I'll just skip dinner and stay here," he replied. "I've gotta work the night shift anyhow."
"All right, Tom, whatever you want," Meg sighed.
As Tom hurried away, Randy said, "He seems like a pretty nice guy."
"But very busy," Meg said bitterly, "much too busy."
"Oh, I get it," Randy said. "Well, don't worry, baby--I'll never be too busy for you. What time should we get together tonight?"
"I might as well bring over some dinner," Meg said.
"Terrific," Randy grinned.
Meg was beginning to feel like a bigamist, with one guy on duty and the other at home. Still she looked forward to being with Randy again. Even after that long, delicious fuck, she was already starting to feel horny again. After work she picked up some steaks and some things for a salad and drove to Randy's bachelor apartment.
"Hi, gorgeous," he said, "I was just opening a bottle of champagne."
"Oh?" Meg said. "Celebrating something?" - "Yeah," he leered, "I'm celebrating getting laid again. You don't know what a relief it is."
"Oh, yes, I do," Meg assured him.
After dinner they finished off the champagne in front of the fireplace, and Meg was feeling nice and loose. She started unbuttoning Randy's shirt, and he certainly didn't put up any resistance. He returned the favor by unbuttoning her dress. Meg rubbed her bare tits against his hair-matted chest and felt her pussy swelling and heating.
"Didn't you get enough this afternoon?" Randy teased.
"I don't think I could ever get enough," Meg sighed.
"Me, either," he laughed. "Let's take off the rest of our clothes, okay?"
It was pleasantly warm in front of the small fire, and the carpet was deep and soft. No need to move to the bedroom. Meg undressed lazily, flinging her clothes all over the place. When she was naked she stretched out on her back, the flickering firelight dancing over her sleek big-titted body. Randy tossed away the last of his clothes and crawled over to her, his eyes hot with lust.
Meg saw that his handsome, seven-inch cock was already stiff as a board. She was tempted to reach out and play with it, but before she could move Randy was cupping and squeezing her big, ripe tits. The heavy globes stood up round and firm even when she lay on her back, and her large, pink nipples were stiff with arousal.
"This time we don't have to rush," Randy said. "We've got all night."
"Mmmmmmm, I know," Meg purred.
They moved as if in slow motion, as if under water, Randy's warm hands gliding slowly over her tits, Meg breathing softly. It was as if they were trying to make up for that hurried fuck in his office. Even the hot, thick cream that seeped from her cunt mouth came slowly, moistening her pussy and oozing down her ass crack.
Randy bent down and caught her left nipple between his lips. He sucked the big, swollen tit into his mouth, bathing it with his hot spit, and Meg gave a little shiver of excitement. He sucked her tit, and waves of pleasure coursed down her body to her swelling pussy. When he took his mouth off her nipple, it was wet and glistening. He dived for the other one.
"Mmmmmm," Meg sighed.
He sucked her large, conical nipple all the way into his scorching mouth and gave it a hungry sucking, and Meg quivered lustily. This was the kind of evening she wished she could spend with Tom, just taking their time and doing every kinky thing in the book. Poor Tom just didn't know what he was missing. He seemed to think of nothing but his work.
Randy began kissing and tonguing his way down her body, from her tits to her flat, sleek belly and then into the soft, flame-colored curls of her bush. As he approached her pussy, she creamed more heavily. His hot, moist breath tickled her pouting mound, and she sighed and opened her legs wide. Randy's hot, slick tongue lapped at her clit.
"Oooooo, yesss," she breathed, "lick me there, Randy, lick my clit. I just love that."
"Here's something I didn't have time for this afternoon," he grinned.
He reached over to the sofa and grabbed a little pillow which he thrust under her ass. He bent her knees and eased them far apart. Then he crawled w between her legs and brought his face right up to her gleaming, pink slit. He drew apart the furry lips of her bush and isolated the hot, pink lump of her clit. She saw his big, wet tongue snake out.
"Ooooooo," Meg squealed.
He was tongue-lashing her clit almost roughly, sweeping his big, slick tongue hard over the swollen bud, and it felt terrific. Hot jolts of pleasure ripped .through her pussy, and she squealed and moaned. Except for fucking itself, nothing felt so delicious to her as a big, wet tongue whipping her horny little clit.
Randy was very good at it, too. His tongue worked as tirelessly as his cock. He whipped the thick meat back and forth over her supersensitive clit, making an obscene, slurping noise that only added to her wicked excitement. Her cunt wasn't creaming a trickle any more--now it was a thick, steaming flood.
"Ahhhhh, yeah, baby," she moaned, "lick my clit good. Mmmmmm, that feels nice."
Randy could feel her pea-size clit swelling and stiffening under his whipping tongue. The little bud was getting its own tiny hard-on. As it swelled, her clit throbbed more and more rapidly, and her gleaming, pink slit became beaded with pearly drops of cunt juice. Her breathing was rapid and excited. No question about it, this beautiful girl was achingly horny.
"Unnnhhhhh, yes, Unnnhhhh," she whined.
Randy's tongue was hot and slick on her tender, engorged clit, and each hungry lash gave her a dizzying rush of pleasure. Now the thick, hot cunt juice was rushing right down the cleft of her ass to puddle on the rug. She was getting more crazily aroused by the second. It would be so easy to come, but she wanted to prolong the delicious sensations she was getting.
He began to tongue her faster and harder, and she almost flew right off the rug. She didn't know how he'd found the time during the hard, long years of medical school, but he'd sure as hell learned a lot about pussy-eating. Meg gurgled and squealed in ecstasy as his tongue lashed hard and tirelessly over her swollen love bud.
"Ahhhhhhh, Randy, it's so damned good," she moaned. "You're gonna make me come real quick."
She wanted to hold out, to prolong those wonderful sensations forever, but she was just too achingly horny. Randy didn't help, either, when he suddenly clamped his lips around her clit and started to suck it. She felt blasts of pleasure that made her scream. The room echoed with the obscene, wet sounds of his hungry clit-sucking.
"Unnngghhhh, you're doing it to me," Meg gasped, "I'm coming, Aaaahhhh."
Randy didn't have to be told. He felt a sudden flood of sizzling come-juice wetting his face, and then Meg's luscious, tall body began to buck and writhe. She screamed shrilly as the violent pleasure-spasms shook her, and wave after wave of pearly juice flooded from her little cunt mouth.
"Unnnnnhhhhhhh, I'm coming so good," she groaned.
Randy drew back to watch her, hotly excited by the sight of her big, wobbling tits and helplessly creaming pussy. Her lovely face was twisted in a big pleasure-grin, her eyes screwed shut in ecstasy. At last her convulsions began to pass, and she opened her eyes and gave him a frank leer.
"Randy, that was terrific," she sighed. "Where'd you learn to eat pussy like that?"
"Sorry," he grinned, "but I don't eat and tell. Want some more?"
"Mmmmmm, I sure do," Meg said greedily.
He nosed into her steaming pussy, and she felt his slick tongue tip swirling around and around in the juicy little pit of her cunt mouth. She squealed with excitement and fed him a big, steaming rush of musky cream. He lapped it up and ate it noisily, a lewd, slurping noise that made her even more wildly aroused.
"Oooo, yeah, lick me," she squealed.
She could tell Randy really got off on pussy-eating. He didn't just go through the motions. He snorted and gobbled and sucked and licked, exploring the hot, little hollow of her cunt mouth and greedily lapping up her tangy juice. She could feel him literally drooling onto her pussy. Then he suddenly crammed his big, thick tongue hard into her cunt.
"Ahhhhh," Meg wailed, "shit, yes, baby, get that big tongue into me."
She let her bent legs fall as far apart as she could, completely opening herself to him, and Randy managed to plow his stiff tongue almost to her womb. It was an incredibly delicious sensation for Meg, as if her horny, little cunt was being stuffed by a great, big, slippery cock. She could feel the hot meat pulsating against every inch of her cunt walls.
"Unnnhhhh, Randy, that feels fantastic," she sighed.
He started to tongue-fuck her, jerking the slick meat fast up and down in her seething, little pussy hole. Meg howled with excitement and clawed the deep shag rug. She knew she must be drenching his face with her flooding cream, but she couldn't stop that heavy helpless rush of juice. His thick tongue made a loud sucking noise as it reamed her box.
"Uhhhhh, yeah, fuck me with that big oF tongue," she moaned, "I love it, Randy, I love it."
She tried to imagine having a scene like this with her husband, but the image wasn't very convincing. Not once in their marriage had Tom ever played with her pussy, let alone go down on her. Now she was glad she'd cheated on him. If she hadn't, she'd never have known the ecstasy of having her horny, swollen pussy licked, tongued and sucked.
"Ahhhh, Randy, that's so damned good," she moaned. "I'm gonna come. Just a little more, baby, please."
Randy responded by hammering his big, wet tongue even faster and harder in her seething, little fuck hole. That pushed her right over the edge. She hovered for a few, delicious moments on the very brink of orgasm, and then she felt a huge blast of pleasure deep in her cunt. She cried out hoarsely as her body began to convulse.
"Unnnggghhhh, I'm coming," she groaned, "Uhhhhhhhh."
Randy felt her strong, young cunt walls gripping and squeezing his tongue almost flat. He imagined that kind of action around his stiff cock, and his balls felt ready to explode. True, they didn't have to hurry tonight, but he couldn't wait much longer to get his rocks off. He waited till Meg went limp and gasping, then whipped his cream-soaked tongue out of her fiery-hot pussy.
Rising to his knees, he leered, "How about it, lady? You ready for a good, hard fuck?"
Meg couldn't make up her mind. She always enjoyed a good, stiff fucking, but right before her lust-hot eyes was his gorgeous, hard prick, and she was drooling just from looking at it.
"Could I suck your cock first?" she grinned.
"Uh-uh, later," Randy chuckled. "Right now I want that nice, hot pussy of yours."
"All right, Randy, you're the driver," she laughed.
It didn't make any difference anyhow-they had the whole night, and she figured eventually they'd get around to doing everything. She lay there with her ass propped up on the cushion, her legs bent and widely spread, pearly juice dribbling from her aroused cunt mouth and trickling down the crack of her ass. Randy ogled the sight for a moment, then wedged the big, hard head of his cock into her tight cunt mouth.
"Mmmmm, yes, put that big cock in me," Meg sighed.
He caught Meg by surprise when he seized her legs and draped-them over his broad shoulders. He gave a lusty snort and plowed into her, cramming his rock-hard cock right to her womb. She felt stuffed breathless, his engorged cock throbbing against every inch of her tight cunt tunnel, his coarse-haired balls scraping her tender slit.
"In far enough for you?" he leered.
"Any farther, and it'd be coming out my mouth," Meg grinned.
He laughed and started fucking into her, slow, deep, sensuous strokes that completely filled her horny little cunt with cream-slick meat. Meg threw her head back and gurgled with pleasure as she took the granite column of flesh deep into her clinging fuck tunnel. It was a delicious change from Tom's quickies.
"Mmmm, yeah, fuck it to me," she moaned, "fuck me forever, Randy." "I wish to hell I could," he sighed.
Her box was deliciously tight, slick and hot around his plowing prick. Each time he sank his engorged cock into that slippery squeezing tunnel, he felt a ripple of pleasure that stung right into his balls. It felt fantastic to fuck her, and it was a powerful turn-on to watch her, too. Meg didn't hide the hot pleasure she was feeling as she took the steady plowing of his big cock.
"Oooo, yeah, Randy," she squealed, "you're fucking me so good."
He watched her pretty face flush with arousal, and he saw her big, full tits quivering, nipples stiff and rosy. He watched his thick, blue-veined cock plowing in and out between the swollen, wet lips of her cunt. Each time he thrust into her, Meg squealed with excitement and soaked his cock with molten juice.
"Unnnnhhhhhh, yeah, don't ever stop fucking me," she whimpered.
He just couldn't get into Tom Anders' mind. How in hell could a guy prefer to be looking into a microscope or examining a patient when he could be fucking this luscious, tight-cunted chick? But that's just what had happened to the Anders marriage, and Meg was obviously starved for cock. Well, he was more than delighted to help her out.
He started ramming his lust-bloated cock harder and faster in her sweet, little fuck hole, too excited now to be slow or gentle. Meg responded with shrieks of pleasure, and he felt her thick molten cream soaking his hammering cock. His engorged balls slapped loudly against her creamy slit, and his ass knotted and jerked with lightning speed.
"Take it, baby," he growled, "take my cock."
"Unnnhhhh, yeah, give it to me," Meg howled, "fuck the living shit out of me, honey."
That slow sensual fucking had been pleasant and arousing, but this was even better. His pile-driving cock was driving her wild with pleasure. She needed to be fucked hard, as hard as possible, to relieve the lust she'd been storing up for two years. She growled and humped right back at him, slamming her thirsty cunt up and down the rock-hard slab of his meat.
"Too hard for you?" he panted.
"You can't fuck me hard enough," Meg snarled.
"Oh, yeah? Let's find out," he leered.
He took her legs down from his shoulders, laying them flat, and sank down onto her, her stiff nipples poking into the thick hair mat of his chest. He got a good grip on her grinding ass, cupping the squirming globes in his palms, and started fucking her like a stallion. Their bellies smacked loudly together, and Meg gasped for breath.
"Uhhhh," she cried, "that's it, you big bastard, now you're really fucking me."
He was surprised that his unrestrained fucking didn't hurt her, but she seemed to love every second of it. She dug her nails into his shoulders and fucked right back at him, meeting each savage lunge of his stiff cock with a hungry upward thrust of her hips. His rock-hard cock head battered her womb, and his balls smacked loudly against her wet slit.
"Ahhhhh, Jesus, Awwwww," he bawled.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to me," Meg wailed.
With his thick, hard shaft sawing back and forth over her sensitive clit, she was quickly hovering at the brink of orgasm. She arched her body up to get even more red-hot friction between cock and clit, and she tightened her cunt around his ramming meat. In seconds she felt the fiery blast of pleasure deep in her belly.
"I'm coming," she gasped, "ahhhhh, I'm coming so damned good, Randy, Whhhaaahhh."
Randy just barely kept from shooting his load as Meg's helplessly spasming cunt squeezed and released his prick in a long series of powerful convulsions. Her cunt was hot as a blast furnace around his cock, and her body bucked and shuddered beneath him. He could feel the thick, steaming flood of her come-juice drenching his cock.
"Now's the time to suck my cock," he growled.
He whipped his big, stiff prick out of her spasming cunt and leaped up to straddle her, his ass grazing her stiff nipples. At the sight of his cream-soaked cock, Meg opened her mouth wide and he stuffed the engorged meat inside. She closed her lips around the thick base of his cock and started sucking like crazy.
"Mmmmmm," she moaned, "Mmmmmm."
"Shit, yeah, baby," Randy cried hoarsely, "suck that meat."
It was a pretty kinky thing to be sucking his cock while she was still coming. Randy must have been part acrobat, because he put one arm behind him � and managed to find the hotly throbbing lump of her clit, giving it a steady kneading that magnified and prolonged her climax. In her excitement she sucked strongly and noisily on his prick.
As her spasms finally started to fade, he released her clit and crouched over her, his handsome face flushed and his eyes hot and lusty. He licked his lips as he watched her suck his cock. She could feel the thick meat throbbing violently on her tongue, and she knew he was very close to coming. She sucked even harder, and he gave a yelp of pleasure.
"Jesus, yeah, suck me off," he bellowed.
Meg was drooling all over his cock as she anticipated a big, steaming load of his come. He began to fuck her mouth, jerking his engorged meat in the slick flesh of her tongue and in-drawn cheeks. His big, coarse-haired balls slapped her chin, and his hard, knobby cock head rammed into her throat. Meg drew back just a little to keep from choking on it. "She drooled again as his salty prick juice dribbled onto her tongue.
His thick jizz splattered into her throat and filled her mouth till her cheeks bulged. Meg let the delicious juice collect till it was dribbling from the corners of her lips, then gulped it down greedily. Randy whined and humped at her mouthy jetting thick streams of come that quickly filled her mouth again.
"Shit, I'm coming good," he groaned.
Meg gulped load after load of delicious cock juice before Randy finally shuddered to a halt and caught his breath. She waited for him to pull out, but he just sat there with his prick shoved deep into her mouth. She grabbed the chance to suck it some more, making a lewd, wet, slurping sound as she cleaned his cock of come-juice.
"That's it, baby," Randy leered, "don't quit. I got a nice surprise for you."
The surprise wasn't long in coming. As Meg sucked loudly and greedily on his tasty prick. She felt it starting to grow and stiffen. She gave a lusty gurgle and sucked even harder on the ballooning meat. To her delight, it was less than a minute before his cock was as long and hard as ever. He drew back, slipping the stiff meat from her lips, and leered at her.
"Ready for that nice cup of tea and a good hot game of checkers?" he asked.
"Nope," Meg grinned.
"Gee, you're hard to please," he said. "What do you want to do?"
"I want to fuck," Meg said, rolling over onto her hands and knees and sticking her luscious, little ass high in the air.
She heard Randy chuckle, and then he was grasping her hips and cramming his steel-hard prick into her hungry little fuck hole. She moaned and creamed all over his deep-plunging cock. This really beat sitting home alone and watching TV!
CHAPTER SIX
When Meg reported for work at the hospital the next morning, the night nurse was pink-faced and seething with irritation. "There's a real bastard in Room 120," she informed Meg.
"Giving you trouble?" Meg asked.
"Nothing satisfies him," the nurse sighed. "I sure don't envy you spending all day with that creep."
Meg wasn't exactly delighted with the prospect, either, but she decided to get the encounter over with. She went right to 120 and found a good-looking man in his late thirties who had both arms in casts and suspended in traction. When he saw Meg, he glared and began complaining before she could even say hello.
"I'm not comfortable," he snarled. "I want my position changed, and I want it done right now."
Meg consulted his chart--Craig Dix, thirty-eight, car accident, etc. "I'm sorry, Mr. Dix," she said politely, "but doctor's orders are that you can't be moved for a few days."
"Shit," Dix bellowed. "I'll go crazy. You tell that quack to get his ass in here. I want to talk to him."
Meg stifled an angry retort and left the room. Craig Dix was going to be a pain in the ass, all right. She called his doctor and confirmed that he was not to be moved. Great. Dix couldn't turn the pages of a book, couldn't work the knobs on a television set. All he could do was lie there and feel sorry for himself-and take it out on the nurses.
Obviously Dix needed something to take his mind off himself. Meg briefly considered lighting a stick of dynamite and tossing it onto his bed, but then an even better idea came to her. She almost laughed out loud when she thought of it. She headed back for Dix's room with an impish smile on her face, pausing briefly at the nurses' station to say that she was not to be disturbed.
"I'm going to spend some time with Mr. Dix in 120," she told the nurse on duty. "Maybe that will calm him down."
"That asshole?" the girl said "You're welcome to him, Meg--and good luck."
As Meg entered Dix's room, he started right in again: "Where's that damned doctor? I'm going to sue-" "Shut up, Mr. Dix," Meg said calmly. "What?" he gasped.
"I said shut up," she replied. "Your problem is, you can't think of anything but yourself and how uncomfortable you feel. So I'm going to give you something else to think about. Watch very carefully."
Dix seemed too stunned to reply. Meg locked the door and went to stand beside the bed where he'd have a good view of her. Smiling enticingly, she kicked off her shoes and started unbuttoning her uniform. Dix's eyes got wider and wider, but he didn't say anything. It must have been the first time he'd been quiet since he entered the hospital.
When her uniform was completely unbuttoned, Meg shrugged out of it and let it drop to the floor. She stepped out of the crumpled clothes wearing a daringly skimpy set of bikini panties and bra. She -saw Dix's Adams apple bob as he ran his eyes over her gorgeous, tall body. She paraded in front of him, turning to show him her luscious, little, round ass.
Facing him again and still smiling broadly, she unhooked her bra and let it slide off down her arms. The lacy bra floated to the floor, and Meg stood up straight, her naked tits thrusting out firmly. Dix swallowed hard again, and he began to breathe heavily as he ogled her big, ripe tits and large, cone-shaped nipples.
Hands on hips, Meg gave a little shake so that her big, beautiful tits wobbled enticingly. Dix's face got flushed, and his eyes were glazing over with lust. She gave him a big grin and hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her panties. Very slowly she inched the little garment down. Dix instinctively tried to sit up for a better view, but his arm casts held him in place. He moaned hoarsely.
Meg stepped closer to the bed, and she thought his eyes would pop as he watched the first, coppery pussy curls spring into view. She turned again and popped the panties down over the silky-skinned globes of her ass. As she turned to face him again, she slipped the panties down over her neat, triangular bush of flame-colored curls. The panties slithered down her legs, and she stepped out of them stark naked.
"Oh, Jesus," Dix croaked.
Meg saw the sheet starting to tent. Dix must have felt his cock going hard, because he glanced down at the big, lewd bulge and turned beet red. Meg moved even closer to the bed, and he automatically tried to reach for her, but with those casts he couldn't move. Meg was almost starting to feel sorry for him.
"You can't use your hands," she said huskily, "but you can use your mouth."
She lowered the bed railing and leaned over him, her gorgeous, big tits practically in his face. Dix didn't hesitate. His gleaming, red tongue shot out, and he began licking her tits, panting harshly. Meg felt a hot wave of lust, and her pussy began to cream and swell. The guy might be a turkey, but he seemed to know what he was doing.
"Mmmmmmm, that's nice, Craig," she purred.
His hot, wet tongue lashed and licked all over her sensitive tits, and she got hornier by the second. Pretty soon her big, pink nipples began to respond to his lashing tongue, the soft cones growing long and stiff. He swirled his tongue around and around her erect nipples, till they were perfectly rigid and hotly throbbing.
As he tongued her nipples, Meg kept sneaking glances at that sharp bulge in the sheet. His cock weaved lustily, giving sharp horny jumps, till finally it stood up stiff as steel. She could see oozing cock juice seeping through the sheet and making a little stain. She figured Craig Dix was ready for heavier action.
"Would you like to see my pussy, Craig?" she cooed.
"Christ, would I ever," he sighed.
Meg got up on the bed, straddling his chest, her legs widely parted. Her luscious, pink slit was, just inches from his face. Grinning, she folded back the fur-fringed lips of her cunt and exposed her little, pink clit and the juicy flesh of her cunt. Dix breathed hotly all over her naked pussy. She knew he could see the pearly juice leaking from her aroused cunt.
"I wish to hell I could touch you," he groaned.
"Don't even try," Meg said soothingly. "You don't want to hurt your arms again. Just use your mouth, Craig--I could really go for that."
She inched closer, till she was straddling his head with her thighs held wide apart. She could feel his hot, moist breath tickling her wantonly exposed pussy. Then she gave a squeal of delight as she felt his warm, slick tongue start to explore her cunt. The juicy meat tickled from her clit all the way back to her tiny, wrinkled asshole.
"Ooooooo, yes, Craig, lick my pussy," she moaned.
He seemed a little timid at first about licking her slit, but before long his tonguing was rough and hungry. He lathered her clit with hot spit, explored the mouth of her cunt with his pointed tongue tip, and even tickled her puckered asshole. Meg gurgled with excitement. She adored having her pussy licked all over.
"Ahhhhhhh, that feels so damned nice, Craig," she sighed. "Don't stop. Get me off."
He gave a lusty snort and jammed his mouth onto her rosy, little clit. Meg shrieked with pleasure as he started sucking her off. He got the slick cunt between his lips, and he tugged and squeezed and kneaded the supersensitive organ. Meg could tell it wasn't the first time he'd gone down on a woman.
"Eeeeeeee, yesssss," she cried, "that's gonna make me come real quick, honey."
She was talking dirty to him on purpose-anything to get his mind off himself and those damned casts. She'd come in here just for kicks, to see how he'd react to a striptease, but now she found herself going farther than she'd expected. She just couldn't bear to have him stop sucking on her engorged clit.
"Unnnnhhhhhh, yes," she moaned, "suck me off, baby, suck."
Dix's hungry sucking filled the room with obscene slurping and snorting noises, and that only made Meg more wickedly aroused. Dix sucked faster and faster on her tender, erect clit, and she felt herself spinning helplessly towards climax. Her clit throbbed heavily between his kneading lips, and thick pearly pussy juice was gushing down her thighs. She reached between his casts and gripped the headboard, dizzy with pleasure.
"Unnnhhhhhh, that's it," she gasped, "you're making me come. Ohhh, yessss, aaaahhhh."
Her hips jerked roughly, instinctively, jamming her squirting clit farther between his lips. He sucked loudly and hungrily on her clit as she came. She felt molten come-juice filling her cunt and overflowing, streaming down her thighs. She moaned hoarsely as the delicious spasms rocked her body. When her orgasm was over, Dix was still gobbling up her tangy cream.
Meg drew back and grinned at him. "You've got come all over your mustache," she said. "I'll clean it off."
"Uh-uh," he said, grinning back at her, "I wanta smell it later."
"Why, Mr. Dix," Meg said, "that's the first time I've seen you smile. I didn't know you could."
"Yeah," he sighed, "I guess I've been kind of a prick to you and the other nurses. I'm sorry-but please don't stop taking my mind off things."
"Of course not," Meg cooed, "we're just getting started."
The problem was, there wasn't much you could do with a man whose arms were immobilized. He wasn't supposed to move out of that supine position. Meg got off him and drew back the sheet to look at his cock. It was an exceptionally thick six-incher, standing up rigid and engorged. Thick blobs of juice were oozing from his piss hole and streaming down the fat, blue-veined shaft of his cock. Well, Meg decided, they might not be able to do anything fancy, but they sure could fuck.
She trailed her fingers around his stiff, bloated cock and said, "Want me to do something about that?"
"Shit, yes," Dix panted, "my balls feel about ready to explode."
"Nurse to the rescue," Meg giggled.
She straddled him, her knees hugging his hips, and touched the hot, wet mouth of her cunt to the hard, knobby head of his stiff cock. Dix groaned and shivered lustily. Without his elbows free to prop himself up, it wasn't easy for him to move, but he managed to sock his fat, purple cock head into her juicy little fuck hole.
"Ooooooo, yesssss," Meg moaned, "get that big cock into me, honey."
Dix growled and shoved again, sinking his steel-hard cock all the way to the balls in her eager, little cunt. She felt deliciously stuffed with the heavily throbbing meat. He started to fuck her, but his efforts were strained and clumsy. Those damned casts kept him from moving the way he wanted to. His face got flushed and beaded with sweat.
"Wait, Craig," Meg panted, "this isn't working."
"Tell me about it," he groaned. "What are we gonna do?"
"You just relax, and I'll do the work," she grinned.
She began grinding her juice-slick cunt tube up and down the rigid shaft of his cock, and he grinned broadly and said, "Now that's service."
Meg was too excited to reply. She liked being in control of their fucking. Creaming furiously, she established a good steady rhythm, slamming her juicy, little box swiftly up and down his rock-hard slab of meat. Each time she impaled herself on that thick prick, she felt a sharp blast of pleasure.
"Ahhhhh, yeah, feels so good," she moaned.
"I'll say," Dix panted.
He lay there motionless, letting her do all the work, and yet it was the most wildly arousing fuck of his life. Her cunt was fiery hot and slippery with her heavily gushing cream. She slammed her pussy down hard around his cock, taking the rigid shaft right to her womb with each greedy thrust. He was getting excited out of his mind.
"Yeah, baby, fuck it to me," he panted, "give me that nice hot pussy."
It was exciting to be fucked by a beautiful, lusty girl, and it was exciting to watch her work. Her big, ripe tits wobbled and bounced, and her pretty face was flushed and contorted in a big grimace of pleasure. He could even watch his thick blue-veined cock spreading the tender lips of her pussy and plunging deep into her scorching cunt. He wished they could fuck forever, but he was already damned close to coming.
"Jesus, that's good," he whined.
Meg was working her juice-slick cunt faster and faster around his stiff-standing cock. Her pussy seemed to get tighter and hotter by the second. He saw her screw her eyes shut in ecstasy. His reaming prick was forcing the pearly juice right out of her gripping cunt. The glistening cream soaked his balls and dribbled down her thighs.
"Unnnhhhhh," Meg moaned, "Unnnhhhhh."
She was carried away by her natural lusty instincts, slamming her hungry pussy hole as fast and hard as she could around the granite column of his meat. The red-hot friction felt delicious. She greedily took his cock right to her womb with each hungry thrust, and his coarse-furred balls rubbed her tender, naked slit.
"Ohhhhh, God, I'm gonna come," she whined.
Dix was glad to hear that, because he didn't think he could hold out another second. This big-titted, red-haired nurse had been turning him on like crazy since the moment she started stripping out of her uniform. He forgot he was a happily married man, even forgot he had two broken arms. He was conscious only of her deliciously hot, slick cunt tube slamming up and down his cock.
Meg gave a particularly hard thrust, completely stuffing her cunt with his thick throbbing meat, and then she stiffened, shuddered, and began to convulse.
"Unnngghhhh, I'm coming," she wailed.
Not a second too soon for Craig Dix--as she threw back her head and howled in ecstasy, her big-titted body convulsing in orgasm, he groaned and began shooting his load. The searing jizz splattered her womb and quickly filled her cock-stuffed cunt. It overflowed, soaking his balls and gushing down her wide-spread thighs.
"Take it, baby," he groaned, "Take my load."
"Unnhhhhh, yeah, give it to me," Meg moaned, "cream me good, honey."
They writhed and moaned together as Dix jetted load after load of scorching jizz into her spasming cunt. He could feel her powerful, young cunt muscles sucking and tugging at his prick, suctioning the thick come right out of his balls. At last he shot the last hot drops of his jism and went limp.
"Christ," he panted, "fantastic." "Feel better now?" Meg cooed. "Yeah, a lot better," he leered, "but let's not quit yet."
Meg returned his wicked grin and pulled her come-filled cunt off his cock. Before he could guess what she had in mind, she'd reversed her position, straddling his body with her luscious, pink pussy practically in his face. He could feel her hot moist breath fanning his cock.
"Hey, great idea," he chuckled.
Meg didn't answer, just dipped her head low, and he felt her slick little tongue lashing his wet, semi-hard prick. She licked all over the hot meat, cleaning up all their combined come-juice. Dix felt little stabs of pleasure as her pointed tongue whipped and lapped his meat. Hungrily he ogled her moist slit at close range. With her legs widely spread and her pert, little ass high in the air, he could see everything plainly. There was the glistening rosy button of her clit, the small fur-fringed mouth of her cunt, and the puckered opening of her asshole. He drooled heavily, hardly knowing where to begin. He snaked out his big, wet tongue and began lashing her pussy from stem to stern.
"Ooooooo, yesssss," Meg squealed, "lick me, baby, lick my pussy good."
Dix wistfully reflected that his wife didn't like to do any of this stuff. But then they'd been married almost fifteen years, and things were getting a little dull in the sack. He'd really been up for this kinky adventure with Nurse Anders. Maybe he'd learn a few, new tricks to spring on his wife. He decided that when he got home again he'd give her the fuck of her life.
Meanwhile, though, he had this luscious, tasty pussy to enjoy. He explored her whole, hot cunt with his tongue. He lashed her heavily throbbing clit, and she shivered and squealed. He reamed the hot hollow of her cunt mouth, and she moaned and fed him a big rush of tangy juice. Just for the hell of it, he jabbed his slick, pointed tongue tip against her puckered asshole, and to his surprise that got the biggest reaction of all.
"Oooooooo, Craig, wild," Meg squealed.
He decided to go for it. This gorgeous chick seemed to be up for any kinky thing he wanted to try, so why not give it to her? He popped the pointed stiff tip of his tongue into the tiny, tight mouth of her asshole and swirled it around. Meg gave a shrill cry of excitement and dripped thick pussy cream onto his bobbing chin.
"Oh, my God, that feels fantastic," she moaned.
She felt his big tongue inching farther into her asshole, and she almost came, it felt so wickedly exciting. She hadn't realized her asshole was so sexy-feeling. Still hungrily lashing his cock with her hot, little tongue, she shivered and whimpered with pleasure as he worked his tongue ever deeper into her tight little brownie.
"Ooooooo, yessss, stick that big ol' tongue up my ass," she whined.
Dix could tell how hotly aroused she was. Her tiny asshole throbbed like crazy around his spiking tongue and grew hotter by the second. Her whole body quivered, and she dripped sticky cunt juice onto his chin and cheeks. He finally speared his tongue all the way to the root in her gripping asshole.
"Uhhhhhh, yessss," Meg howled.
She'd never felt anything so kinky and thrilling in her life as Craig's thick, wet tongue lodged to the root in her sensitive asshole. He started to tongue-fuck her, and the pleasure was incredible. Aroused out of her mind, she stuffed this thick cock into her mouth and started sucking on it ravenously.
"Mmmmmm," she moaned, "Mmmmmmm."
"Uhhhhh," Craig cried in a muffled voice.
Now things were really cooking. He worked his long, slick tongue in hard cock-like motions, plowing deep into her hot little asshole, and she sucked his cock all the way to the balls in her scorching, juicy mouth. His prick quickly mushroomed into complete hardness and butted into her throat.
Meg sucked furiously on his stiff, throbbing prick, wild to taste his come, and she creamed helplessly as his big tongue fucked hard in her asshole. Soon big globs of cock juice were dropping onto her tongue, and she savored the salty stuff and drooled all over his prick. His huge, hairy balls throbbed against her chin.
Dix dug his long, slick tongue hard and deep into her asshole, and she felt a bomb blast of pleasure. She began to convulse in a powerful orgasm, sucking furiously on his tasty stiff cock. He gave a muffled groan, and suddenly her mouth was filled with steaming jizz. She gulped it down greedily, just in time to get another mouthful.
By the time they'd finished, she was sure she'd swallowed a gallon of his delicious come, and her asshole had a hot, satisfied feeling. But it was time to get back to work. She slid off the bed and put on her uniform.
"Come back to see me tomorrow?" Dix asked eagerly.
"Ummm-hmmmm," Meg said. "And will you be a good boy from now on?"
"An angel," he promised.
By the time she left the room he was asleep, a satisfied smile on his face. As she walked by the nurses' station, the girl on duty stared at her in wonder.
"My gosh, Meg, we haven't heard a peep out of Dix since you went in there," she said. "How'd you do it?"
"It was easy," Meg smiled. "I just gave him something nice to eat."
CHAPTER SEVEN
The next evening Tom was called back to the hospital on short notice, leaving Meg alone in the apartment. She didn't intend to stay alone for long. She picked up the phone and dialed Randy's number, but to her great disappointment there was no answer. For a lack of anything else to do, she took a bath.
Naturally as soon as she was all lathered up, the doorbell rang. Wrapping a big towel around herself, she hurried to answer it. There was Randy, grinning and a little tipsy, and with him was another young intern named Mike Owens.
"Hi, there, gorgeous," Randy said. "I was just getting off work when I saw your husband coming in. I figured you might want some company. You know my buddy Mike?"
"Yes, I do," Meg said.
She cast a brief smile at Mike, a powerfully-built stocky redhead, but she didn't really feel like smiling. She would have loved Randy's company- alone. What in hell possessed him to bring another guy along? Still, she couldn't be rude, and at least she'd have someone to talk to. She let them into the apartment.
"Make yourselves at home, while I finish my bath," she said. "Drinks and things are in the kitchen."
When she'd finished bathing, Meg put on a semi-sheer negligee that was low-cut in front, showing off the deep, ripe cleavage of her big tits and faintly outlining her tall curvy body. She didn't bother with bra or panties. She wanted Randy to eat his heart out. Maybe next time he dropped over he'd remember that three is a crowd.
Mike and Randy were comfortably seated in the living room, sipping drinks, and as Meg passed through to make a drink for herself, they both ogled her skimpily-dressed body. Randy looked about ready to shit. He jumped out of his chair and followed her into the kitchen where Mike couldn't hear them.
"Jesus, what a dummy," he sighed. "Mike and I just happened to get off work at the same time, and I didn't think anything about bringing him along."
"Maybe you'll think next time," Meg snapped.
Randy looked sheepish, but a second later he brightened up. "Hey, baby, I got an idea," he said. "How about getting it on with both of us?"
Meg's mouth fell open. At first she thought his idea was outrageous. Never in her wildest fantasies had she thought of making love to two men at once. But as she turned it over in her mind, it sounded really exciting. With two hard cocks she'd be certain to get all the fucking she needed.
"You think Mike would go for it?" she said.
"Are you kidding?" Randy grinned. "He was talking about you all the way over here. He thinks you're the sexiest chick he ever saw."
"So how do we tell him?" Meg wondered.
"You'll think of something," Randy chuckled.
They returned to the living room, and Meg sat down on the couch next to Mike, moving so close that she could feel the heat of his body. Mike swallowed hard and tried to look cool, but as he sipped his drink and watched her out of the corner of his eye, he spilled some of the drink down his chin. Meg and Randy could hardly keep from laughing.
"You work on the fourth floor, don't you, Mike?" Meg said huskily.
"Uh, yeah," Mike croaked. His eyes were glued to her cleavage.
Meg put her hand on his thigh and said, "You like working there?"
"Yeah," Mike said. "No. I mean, I dunno." Her hand was moving toward his crotch.
Meg smiled sweetly and slipped her hand onto his fly. Almost instantly his cock mushroomed into hardness, pushing at her hand, and she felt a hot rush of lust. Mike turned beet red as she began to pet the big, hard bulge, and across the room Randy was cracking up.
"Why, Mike," Meg cooed, "you have a hard-on."
"No shit," he groaned. "Jesus, Meg, I just couldn't help it. You're so beautiful, and you're, uh, sitting so close to me and all."
"Oh, I take it as a compliment," Meg smiled. "Mind if I look?"
Before he could answer. She tugged open the zipper of his fly and stuck her hot, little hand inside. She touched rock-hard throbbing meat. As she curled her fingers around his stiff cock and brought it out into the light, -Mike shivered and moaned hoarsely. She let go of his cock and let it snap into a standing position.
"Mmmmmmmmm, what a beauty," she purred.
Mike's cock was a thick seven-incher, and it stood up rigid as steel. He was gazing at it with a mixture of pride and embarrassment. Meg fisted his prick again, curling her fingers around the fat hairy base, and began to pump it teasingly. Mike moaned, and big, glistening globs of juice started to leak from his piss hole.
Meg dipped her head down quickly, stuck out her tongue, and began lapping up his juice. Randy thought Mike's eyes would pop out of his head. He watched open-mouthed as Nurse Anders swirled her little, wet tongue all over his big, purple cock head and greedily gobbled up his oozing cream. Finally he shook his head wonderingly and looked at Randy.
"I can't believe this is happening," he said hoarsely.
"I couldn't believe it, either, the first time Meg and I fucked," Randy grinned.
"What?" Mike gasped. "You mean you two been getting it on?"
"That's right, Mike," Meg said, "and now I'd like to get it on with you." She sat up and started unbuttoning his shirt.
"Oh, wow, I dunno," Mike said nervously. "Dr. Anders would shit a brick if he found out."
"He won't find out," Meg said. "Look, Mike, does this interest you?" She pulled open her robe and showed him her big, bare tits.
"Fuck Dr. Anders," Mike said.
He grabbed for her tits, squeezing big, hot fists full of silky flesh, and Meg continued undressing him. By now Randy had moved closer to watch, a wicked grin on his face, and Meg noticed that his fly was sharply tented. It excited her to know that she was going to enjoy two, big, hard cocks tonight. She undressed Mike as fast as she could.
His powerful, hairy body turned her on like mad. She stood and shrugged off her robe, and both men ogled her superb naked body. She walked out to the center of the room and lay down on the thick, shag carpet. Mike hurried after her, his big stiff cock wagging obscenely. He flopped to the floor and pulled her into his arms, kissing her face and neck and tits, running his big hands all over her satin-skinned body.
As Mike hungrily caressed her, she looked over his shoulder at Randy, who'd drawn his chair within five feet of them. Randy leered and licked his lips, and Meg returned the lewd gesture. She found that having an audience made her feel wild and wicked, ready for any kinky thing in the book. She fisted Mike's big, hard cock and pumped it as he nuzzled her tits.
"I still can't believe this," Mike laughed.
"Do you believe this?" Meg said.
She kissed him hungrily, running her hot, little tongue deep into his mouth. He growled lustily and pulled her tighter against him, and she felt his rock-hard prick butting her belly. It left big smears of sticky juice. Her pussy was getting more hot, wet and swollen by the second. She threw one leg over his hip and maneuvered his rigid cock between her thighs.
As the hard meat rubbed back and forth over her swollen cunt, she said hoarsely, "Put your big cock in me, Mike. I really need it bad."
"Now I know I'm dreaming," Mike groaned.
He'd wanted to fuck Nurse Anders ever since he first saw her three months ago. The stunning, big-titted redhead was featured in all of his jack-off fantasies. But she was married to one of the most prominent doctors at the hospital, and Mike knew he'd never get to first base with her. That's why the present scene was just blowing his mind.
But even if his mind couldn't operate, his cock was ready to go, and Meg helped it along by fisting it and wedging the big knobby head into the tight ring of her cunt mouth. Mike felt searing juicy flesh all around the head of his cock, and he went with his instincts, groaning lustily and pushing into her. He groaned again as he felt his cock deeply sheathed in her wet, satiny fuck tunnel.
"Ahhhhhhh, Christ, that's good," he said.
"Mmmmmmm, yeah get into me, Mike," Meg moaned, "stuff me good, baby."
Mike rolled her onto her back and settled down on her, his broad, hairy chest meeting her big, stiff nipples. Meg threw her legs open wide and let him plow his big, hard prick right to the bottom of her seething, little cunt. As his bloated balls came to rest against her clit, he felt his cock drenched with a flood of molten juice.
"Shit, yes," Meg whimpered, "fuck me, fuck me good and hard, Mike."
Mike shoved his hands under her lustily churning ass, got a good grip, and started fucking into her hard and fast. He was too wildly excited to be gentle. But Meg didn't seem to mind at all. She shrieked with pleasure and dug her nails into his shoulders, and she soaked his slamming prick with more hot bursts of cream.
"Uhhhhhhh, yeah, fuck it to me, honey," she panted, "give me that nice, big cock."
Randy, perched on the edge of his seat, was just about as excited as Meg and Mike. He'd never watched another couple fucking before, and it was a helluva turn-on. He watched Mike's meaty ass knotting and jerking as he plowed his stiff cock deep and hard in Meg's hot little fuck hole. Mike's big hairy body covered her except for her arms, legs and face. Meg's legs were parted obscenely wide.
By moving his chair around behind them, Randy could watch Mike's thick, blue-veined cock slamming in and out between the plump, red lips of Meg's cunt. Mike's big fuck tool was gleaming with her gushing pussy syrup. It made an obscene sucking and slurping noise as it reamed the juice from her tight, little cunt.
"Ahhhh, yes," Meg was moaning, "really fuck it to me, honey, fuck my pussy good."
Randy's cock gave a horny jump and practically tore out of his pants. His balls felt ready to burst with their hot load. He knew he had to wait his turn, but it wasn't going to be easy. He remembered all too vividly how hot and tight and slick Meg's cunt was, and he ached to be in Mike's place, plowing his engorged cock in that juicy, little pussy.
"Awwww, Christ, baby, your pussy's so fuckin' hot," Mike moaned.
Tell me about it, Randy thought impatiently.
It looked as if the guy was going to go on fucking her all night. Minutes passed, and ol' Mike was still plowing away tirelessly. He wasn't even working up a sweat. Meg clearly didn't mind. Her head was thrown back in ecstasy, and her teeth flashed in a grimace of pleasure as she took the steady, hard plowing of Mike's cock.
"Uhhhh, you're fucking me so good, Mike," she moaned.
As her excitement mounted, she flung her legs up around Mike's heaving back and locked them there. That gave Randy an even better view of Mike's fat cock slamming in and out of her cunt, but it was torture to watch. He gulped down his drink and went to get another one. Even in the kitchen he could hear their grunts and sighs and moans.
"Come on, man, hurry it up," he muttered.
When he returned to his chair they were still at it, Mike's ass jerking with lightning speed as he pounded his big, hard cock in Meg's gripping little pussy hole. That obscene slurping and sucking noise was even louder now as Mike's thick cock reamed out her uncontrollably gushing juice. Randy saw Meg arch her body sharply upward.
"You're gonna make me come," she gasped. "Fuck me as hard as you can, Mike."
At last Randy saw beads of sweat on his buddy's shoulders and back as Mike went into high gear, fucking her like a pile-driver. Their bellies smacked loudly together, and Meg gritted her teeth as she took the almost savage blows of his steel-hard prick. Randy could tell from the way she tensed and shuddered that she was right on the verge of coming.
"Unnnggghhhhh, yes, Ahhhhh," she wailed, "I'm coming, Uunnnnggghhhhhh."
Randy remembered how her cunt would go tight as a vise around his cock as she came, practically squeezing his cock flat. It must be doing the same thing now, because Mike bellowed with bliss and his eyes rolled crazily. The husky man gave a violent shudder, then fucked into her even harder and faster than before.
"Awwwwwwww, shit, I'm coming," Mike howled.
Randy breathed a sigh of relief, and as they moaned and climaxed, he quickly removed his clothes. His seven-inch prick was painfully engorged, hugging his belly in a fierce hard-on, and his big, hairy balls crowded the space between his thighs. He didn't think he'd ever been more achingly horny in his life. Watching Meg fuck his buddy had turned him on like mad.
"Whewwww, man, that was some terrific fuck," Mike sighed as he rolled off Meg, his come-drenched cock splatting onto his thigh.
"Mmmmm, it sure was," Meg purred. She lay there with pearly come-juice dribbling from her cunt and running down the crack of her ass.
"My turn," Randy said eagerly.
He extended a hand and helped her up. Meg swayed a little dizzily, still recovering from the hard-plowing fuck Mike had given her, but when she glanced at Randy's gorgeous, stiff cock she felt all ready to go again. Mike had stretched out on the rug to rest, but he watched them with hungry interest.
"I just thought of a new way to do it," Randy announced.
"Great," Meg grinned, "show me."
He led her over to a big soft chair and had her sit down. Then he took her legs and arranged them up over the arms of the chair. The effect was positively obscene. Meg's whole, creamy pussy was exposed to the light of the room. Mike and Randy ogled the gleaming, pink flesh and its delicate fringe of coppery curls.
Meg liked the new position, too. It went right along with that wanton, wicked feeling she had tonight. She wanted to show off her body, to have an audience while she fucked. When it came to sex, she'd been starved for novelty and excitement. Tom had been fucking her exactly the same way for two years.
When he had Meg arranged like that, with her legs lewdly parted and draped over the chair arms, Randy got a cushion and set it on the floor in front of her. He knelt on the cushion, fisted his steel- hard cock, and wedged the massive, purple head between her swollen, pink cunt lips. Meg gave a lusty shiver and juiced the head of his cock.
Mike couldn't see them very well, so he grabbed a chair and moved right up close. He got there just in time to see Randy take a deep breath and cram his cock all the way up Meg's cunt. As the thick, blue-veined meat disappeared into her juicy, little fuck hole, she gasped, then moaned with pleasure, and pearly juice oozed out around the base of Randy's prick.
"Ahhhhhhhh, yeah, shove that big thing into me," Meg cried.
"You got every fuckin' inch, baby," Randy growled.
She sure did. Randy's big, bloated balls rested against her cunt, and Mike knew his cock head must be touching her womb. Randy held that position a moment, admiring the view. He could see his cock lodged to the hilt in her pussy, and he could see her pretty face flushed and contorted in a big grimace of pleasure. It excited him, too, that his buddy was right there watching.
"In deep enough for you?" he leered.
"Mmmmmmmmm, it sure is," Meg said. "Now quit showing off and fuck me."
Randy laughed and started fucking into her hard and fast, just the way she liked it best. She felt powerful jolts of pleasure as he pounded his big, hard cock in her greedy, little fuck hole. She began to cream uncontrollably, and his slamming prick reamed the thick syrup out of her gripping fuck tunnel. It splattered his balls and dribbled down her ass crack. "Ahhhh, yeah, fuck it to me, Randy," Meg moaned, "give me that nice, hard cock."
Even though he'd fucked her himself, Mike was still having trouble believing this scene. Nurse Anders was so highly respected at the hospital, such a cool and competent lady, and yet here she was with her legs spread like a wanton slut, moaning dirty words and creaming like crazy as she took the steady, deep plowing of Randy's cock.
Mike just hoped Dr. Anders wouldn't show up. It would be pretty hard to explain why they were all sitting around naked, his wife and two interns. It sure didn't look like an annual check-up. But Randy had assured him that when Anders was called for night duty, he always slept at the hospital. Mike dismissed his worry and watched the action.
"Unnnhhhhh, yeah, you're fucking me real good, honey," Meg was moaning. "Your big cock feels so good in me."
"I like your nice, hot pussy, baby," Randy panted.
He started fucking her even harder, his reaming cock making an obscene sucking noise as it drilled her cream-filled cunt. Meg threw back her head in ecstasy, and her eyes rolled wildly. Her teeth flashed as she moaned and squealed her pleasure. Mike had never seen a woman so unashamedly lusty.
Hungrily he watched her big, round tits wobble with the force of Randy's fucking.
"Unnnhhhhhh, so damned good," Meg moaned.
Mike felt his cock stiffening again. No way could he fail to be turned on by this sexy scene. He wanted Randy slamming his rigid prick in and out of Meg's dripping little fuck hole, and his cock lurched into rigidity and his balls bloated up with another steaming load of come. He had an urgent, almost painful desire to fuck.
"Hey, man," he said hoarsely to Randy, "don't take all fuckin' night."
"Tough shit, man," Randy grinned. "I had to wait for you, didn't I?"
Mike nodded and sighed. Randy was right, but that didn't make the waiting any easier. He could hardly stand to watch, remembering how deliciously tight and juicy Meg's cunt was. He ached to cram his engorged prick into that molten, little tunnel again. As he watched Randy fucking Meg, his stiff cock began to drool big globs of hot juice.
Dammit all, was Randy trying to set a world's record for fucking? To Mike, achingly horny, the minutes seemed to move like hours. Miserably he watched his buddy's thick, blue-veined cock slamming tirelessly between Meg's widely-splayed pussy lips. Randy's cock dripped with her cream, and she was moaning steadily now and clawing the arms of the chair.
"Ohhhh, God, Randy, you're fucking me silly," she groaned. "I love it, honey, I just love it."
Randy leered at her, but said nothing. He needed all his energy and breath as he fucked into her faster and faster. The wet, sucking noise of his fucking echoed through the room, and it was driving Mike crazy. He watched in an agony of envy as Randy slammed his stiff prick again and again into Meg's hot, juicy cunt.
"Unnnhhhhhh, I'm gonna come," Meg gasped, "Oooo, shit, yes, aaaaaahhhhhh."
She began to convulse, and her spasming cunt squeezed Randy's prick so hard that he just couldn't hold out another second. He bellowed and started jetting his hot jizz into her gripping fuck hole. Mike sighed with relief as he watched his buddy howl and come. Just a few more seconds and it would be his turn to fuck Meg.
"Awwww, Christ, aaagggghhhh," Randy shouted.
They'd hardly finished before Mike was on his feet and hurrying over. He was tempted to push Randy out of the way, he was so desperate to cram his aching engorged cock into Meg's tight, little pussy. Then, maddeningly, the doorbell rang. Meg put a finger to her lips and tiptoed over to look through the peephole.
It was Jerry, the biker she'd fucked at the hospital. He was walking around on crutches now, and he really looked good to Meg. She Shivered with lust as she recalled his expert pussy-eating.
"Anybody home?" he called. "It's me, Jerry."
Stark naked, Meg threw open the door, grinned broadly, and said, "Hi, Jerry, come on in."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Jerry prided himself on being cool, on not being taken off guard by anything, but when Meg flung open her apartment door and greeted him wearing nothing but a big smile, his mouth dropped open. Behind Meg he could see two guys, also naked.
"Come on in, Jerry," Meg repeated. "It's drafty out here, and I don't want to catch cold."
"Huh? Oh, yeah, sure," Jerry stammered.
Inside, she introduced him to the two guys, using first names only. It was pretty clear she'd been getting it on with both of them while her old man was away. That really blew Jerry's mind. He hadn't expected Nurse Anders to do anything so kinky and daring. He watched her walk naked to the kitchen to fix him a drink, her luscious, little ass bouncing, and he felt awfully horny.
"So you were a patient of Meg's?" Randy asked.
"Yeah, and more than that," Jerry grinned.
"You mean you were getting it on, right in the hospital?" Mike exclaimed.
"And with both legs in casts," Jerry bragged.
Randy and Mike couldn't help laughing. Meg seemed full of surprises these days. "Well, welcome to the party," Randy said. "I guess you can tell what kind of party it is."
"Yeah, and I can dig it," Jerry said.
He returned to his chair and sipped his drink, while Mike embraced Meg and drew her down on the rug. As a biker Jerry was used to sharing his women, and he was used to group sex. Only in his crowd they did their sharing a little differently. No reason why a chick couldn't take on two or three guys-all at the same time.
But he figured Mike and Randy were a little too straight for something like that, at least for now. Maybe later in the evening when the booze had taken effect he could suggest some really interesting games for the whole party to play. Right now he'd just enjoy that drink and get his kicks from watching another couple fuck.
Mike had Meg down on her back, her knees bent and her thighs lolling wide open. Jerry ogled the glistening pink flesh of her pussy, till Mike's head got in the way. He went belly down between her legs and started licking her pussy, his big, red tongue lashing all over the place, and Meg gave a squeal of excitement and fed him a big, hot rush of tangy cream.
"Oooooooo, yes, Mike," she cried, "lick my pussy. I just love that."
Jerry was trying to be cool and patient, but his cock felt painfully engorged. He'd been thinking about Meg ever since he left the hospital, wanting very much to fuck her again. Finally he decided just to drop by her apartment and take a chance. It was just too much to find her already getting it on with two other guys.
He glanced over at Randy. The tall, blond intern was sitting on the edge of his seat, watching with lust-glazed eyes as Mike noisily gobbled Meg's pussy. He, too, had an aching hard-on. It seemed so damned silly for him and Jerry to sit there and be horny when Meg could easily take care of all of them at once.
Jerry decided to take a chance. All they could do was throw him out of the party. He downed his drink and strolled over to where Mike was snorting and snuffling around between Meg's widely, stretched legs. Mike didn't see him, of course. He had his face buried in that hot pussy pulp. But Meg, lying on her back, gave him a puzzled look.
Jerry winked at her and went down on his knees, right beside her shoulder. His heavy seven-inch prick wagged lewdly in front of him, within easy reach for Meg. It didn't take her long to get the idea. Grinning mischievously, she fisted his cock and started to pump it. With his bloated prick sheathed in her hot, stroking hand, Jerry sighed with contentment.
"Mmmmmm," Meg murmured, "nice."
Mike, of course, thought she was talking about him, and in part she was. Jerry could see the guy's thick, wet tongue lashing and tickling all over Meg's luscious-looking pussy. He whipped the slick meat over her erect clit, snaked it into the mouth of her cunt, and even lashed the tiny, puckered mouth of her asshole.
"Ahhhhh, Mike, I love that," Meg sighed, pumping Jerry's cock like crazy.
So far, so good. Now it was time to get Randy in on the action. Jerry beckoned him with his head, and Randy grinned and hurried over to join the crowd. He knelt by Meg's other shoulder, and right away she reached out and fisted his rock-hard slab of meat. With a cock in each pumping fist, she looked perfectly content.
Actually she was more than content. This crazy scene was driving her wild with excitement. Even her horniest fantasies hadn't been this good. She loved pumping those two fat cocks while Mike noisily gobbled her pussy. She could feel the stiff meat throbbing in her fists, and soon both guys were juicing, her cream-slick fingers working faster and faster on their pricks.
"Oh, my God, this is wild," she laughed.
Mike didn't understand what there was to laugh at. Maybe his tongue was tickling her. He raised his head to look at her, and then he just gawked. Randy and Jerry were right there beside her, and she was jacking them both off at the same time, her little fists pumping eagerly at the two, long, stiff columns of cock meat.
"Hey, you guys," Mike said angrily, "I didn't ask you to butt in on my action."
"Take it easy, man," Jerry grinned, "there's room for everybody."
"Yeah, Mike," Randy said, "we got tired of waiting, you know? But we're not in your way."
"I guess not," Mike admitted.
He wasn't wild about sharing Meg with the other two guys, but she looked so lusty and turned-on that he decided just to go along with it. He stayed on his knees so he could watch the action, and he seized her juicy, little clit between his fingers and started kneading it. Meg gave a shrill cry of pleasure and soaked his fingers with molten cream.
"Oooooooo, yes, fuck me, Mike," she moaned.
Mike had to admit it was pretty exciting to watch her taking on three guys at once. While he kneaded her clit, giving her hot jolts of pleasure, she pumped hard and hungrily on Randy and Jerry's cocks. Their piss holes were leaking big, thick drops of juice. Some of it smeared her stroking fingers and some of it dropped onto her big, heaving tits. Meg was clearly excited out of her mind.
"Ohhhhhhh, this is so fantastic," she panted. "Mike, you're going to have to fuck me pretty quick. I'm so horny I could scream."
Mike sure didn't mind helping her out, but it seemed a kind of awkward position to fuck in, what with her jacking off two other guys. There had to be a better way, something more exciting for them all. Then he remembered the way Randy had fucked her last time.
"Okay, Meg, how about sitting in that chair?" he said with a big leer.
Meg caught on right away, and she dropped the other guys' cocks and leaped to her feet. She plunked herself down in the big, soft chair and flung her legs up over the arms, wantonly exposing her swollen, wet pussy and its fine fringe of coppery curls. All three men ogled her steaming slit, then hurried over to her.
This was more like it, Meg had to admit. Randy and Jerry stood on either side of the chair, their rigid cocks practically touching as they leaned toward her. She could fist both pricks and pump them in opposite directions. Meanwhile Mike found a cushion to kneel on, and soon he was between her legs, wedging the big, hard head of his cock into her creaming cunt mouth.
"Hurry, Mike, get into me," she panted.
Mike snorted lustily and rammed his big, hard prick deep into her lust-slick cunt. Meg gasped and felt deliciously stuffed with thick throbbing meat. Mike plowed his stiff prick right to the balls in her juicy, little fuck hole, then paused for breath, his bristly-haired balls resting against her cunt.
"Ahhhhhhhhh, God, yes," Meg whined, "your big cock feels so good in me, Mike."
"It's gonna feel even better," he promised hoarsely.
He started to fuck her in long, slow, sensuous strokes, and Meg slumped back in the chair and gurgled with pleasure. In her juice-slick fists two other cocks throbbed heavily as she pumped them. She slowed down her pumping to match the rhythm of Mike's cock, and all four people seemed to moan and writhe like one body.
"Jesus, fantastic," Randy groaned.
"Pretty far out, huh?" Jerry grinned, proud of his contribution to the party.
"Awwwwwww, Jesus, her pussy's so friggin' hot," Mike panted.
Meg didn't have anything to say at that moment. All she could do was make little squeals and gurgles of lust. It seemed incredible that she was actually doing this, taking one guy's big, hard cock in her cunt while she played with two other stiff pricks. It excited her so much, she couldn't stop creaming.
After awhile Mike began to fuck her a little faster and harder, and she speeded up the rhythm of her pumping fists to match his strokes. Randy and Jerry both snorted lustily, and their cocks oozed more thick cream onto her fingers. She looked down at the two, dark, slit-shaped piss holes and watched the pearly juice run out. It seemed a shame to waste all that delicious stuff.
Meg found that by dipping her head down, she could lick their cocks. She fisted both thick, hairy cock bases, leaving the big, purple heads free and practically touching each other. She stuck out her greedy little tongue and started licking up both guys' cream, darting from one cock to the other. Randy and Jerry moaned lustily, and Mike watched eagerly.
"Hey, yeah, baby, eat our juice," Jerry cried.
He had to admit Meg had gone him one better when it came to kinky tricks. He'd never even thought of asking her to lick their cocks. He felt hot stabs of pleasure each time her hot, little tongue swirled over his prick head and lapped up his oozing cream, and he could tell from Randy's harsh breathing that he was really getting off on it, too.
Meanwhile Mike was plowing away, shoving his big, hard cock in and out of Meg's cream-slick little fuck hole. Each time Mike snorted and crammed his cock into her, Meg gave a shrill squeal of pleasure and drenched his prick with another flood of molten juice. Randy and Jerry could feel her drooling onto their pricks.
"Ooooo," she cried, "Mmmmm."
She didn't know which she was enjoying more, Mike's wrist-thick, pile-driving cock in her seething little pussy, or tasting two kinds of cock juice at once. Her tongue swirled faster and faster over the two, creaming prick heads, lashing from one to the other. Feverishly she pumped the thick, hairy bases of their cocks. She was beginning to have an urgent need to come.
"Fuck me faster, Mike," she panted, "give it to me as hard as you can, please."
"You got it, baby," Mike growled.
He began to fuck into her as fast and hard as he could. Her whole body quivered with the force of his blows, and the chair reverberated and creaked. Meg howled with excitement and tried to stuff both creaming cocks into her mouth. It didn't work very well, but she did manage to get the two, knobby heads inside, her lips stretched grotesquely wide.
"Mmmmmmm," she moaned.
Randy and Jerry's cock were dripping thick tasty juice onto her tongue, and Mike's pile-driving cock was pounding her steadily towards orgasm. She screwed her eyes shut in ecstasy and sucked like crazy on the two, delicious prick heads. Her cunt tightened around Mike's slamming prick, and then she felt a powerful explosion of pleasure.
"Uuuummmm," she wailed, "Mmmmm."
"She's coming," Jerry panted.
"And, shit, is she ever sucking," Randy groaned.
Meg seemed to be trying to suck the come right out of their balls. Her mouth was ravenous and scorching-hot around the heads of their cocks. They watched her big-titted body buck and convulse as she came. Mike was red-faced with effort as he fucked her through her climax with his jack-hammering cock. The scene was really blowing Jerry's mind. He couldn't keep from coming.
"Awwwww, fuck, aaaggghhh," Jerry bellowed.
Randy and Meg felt it at the same instant- scorching jizz jetting from Jerry's cock and filling her mouth. That set Randy right off. "Unnnggg-hhh, Jeses, I'm coming," he cried.
Meg had both cocks squirting in her mouth now, delicious floods of hot salty cream. Mike's pounding cock gave her blast after blast of pleasure, and between those shocks of sensation she gulped down load after load of steaming jizz. She couldn't get it all. Thick streams of pearly juice dribbled from the corners of her lips.
"Mmmmm," she cried.
Finally, Jerry and Randy staggered back, their exhausted cocks slipping from her mouth, and as she quivered with the after-shocks of her orgasm, she licked her lips to get the Very last drops of come. Suddenly, to everyone's surprise, Mike whipped his big, thick cock out of her pussy hole and stood up. He was red-faced and glassy-eyed with lust.
"Eat me, too," he panted. "I want it the same way they got it."
He set his hands on the arms of the chair and leaned over her, his massive hard-on weaving heavily. Meg eagerly opened her mouth, and he slid his painfully engorged prick over her tongue. She m closed her lips and started to suck, and Mike groaned and dribbled thick prick cream onto her tongue. He knew he was going to shoot his load within seconds.
"Yeah, suck me off, baby," he said hoarsely, "eat my load."
Meg quivered with excitement as she prepared to eat her third kind of come-juice in less than a minute. Mike was very close, already helplessly fucking at her mouth, his eyes rolling, his breathing loud and harsh. She sucked powerfully on his throbbing cock and reached up to squeeze his big, hairy balls. He gave a powerful shudder and began to come.
"Eat it, baby, aaaggghhh," he howled.
Once again Meg's mouth was filled with delicious steaming cock-come, and she let the hot liquid collect till her cheeks bulged with it. Mike's squirting cock hammered in her mouth. She swallowed the first load just in time to get another. At last, by sucking off three guys, she was finally getting all the prick cream she wanted.
Mike filled her mouth a few more times before backing away, gasping for breath. Meg licked her lips and grinned. All the guys looked kind of dazed after their little orgy, but she still felt full of energy-and lust. Time for a break, though-she wanted these guys to last all night, if possible, so she'd better let them rest.
"I'll get drinks for everybody," she said, leaping to her feet and heading for the kitchen.
The men were slumped in chairs. "Wow, that was incredible," Mike sighed. "Whose idea was it, anyhow?"
"Jerry's," Randy grinned.
"No shit?" Mike said, turning to the dark-haired biker. "How'd you ever dream up something like that?"
"Aw, we do it all the time at my place," Jerry said.
He went on to entertain them with a few stories about how he and his fellow bikers shared their chicks, and how sometimes they put mattresses on the floor and everybody got it on at once-up to twenty or thirty people. Randy and Mike decided that their college educations had left out quite a few things. Meg came back with the drinks, and they all drank thirstily.
The guys seemed content to sit around and bullshit for awhile, but Meg was already feeling horny again. Really, she ought to be ashamed of herself, not satisfied even after taking on three guys at once. But she didn't feel ashamed for long. That hot, nagging itch in her lusty, little pussy was just too much to ignore.
She walked over to where Jerry was sitting and practically shoved her flame-colored muff in his face. "Hey, stud," she leered, "mind eating me?"
"Not at all, baby," he grinned.
She stood there straddling his knees, and he set aside his drink and parted the furry lips of her bush, exposing the bright, pink lump of her clit.
His wet tongue darted out, and Meg gave a squeal of pleasure as the slick meat started lashing her lust-swollen clit. Thick, molten cream erupted from her cunt mouth and gushed down her inner thighs.
"Ooooooo, yeah, Jerry," she squealed, "lick my clit, honey, get me off."
"She just got off," Mike said wonderingly.
"Yeah, but Meg is some other kind of chick," Randy grinned.
They grabbed their' drinks and hurried over to watch.
* * * Tom Anders came out of the operating room feeling horny as hell. It had begun to dawn on him that Meg wasn't asking for sex any more. And as he thought about it, he really couldn't blame her. He'd been pretty selfish, using her juicy, little pussy just to get his rocks as fast as he could. No wonder she didn't want to fuck him any more.
Well, he'd better do something about it and do it fast, before he lost his beautiful wife to somebody else. He picked up the phone and called another doctor who owed him a favor, arranging for the guy to take his place on night duty. As soon as his friend arrived, Tom changed clothes and headed for home. He had a hard-on even before he reached the apartment.
He'd been some kind of fool to neglect Meg. It was all the fault of his damned job, but he could change that. He could go work somewhere else, find a position with shorter hours and less pressure. Then he and Meg could have a normal life together, and he could give her the attention she deserved-especially in bed.
He ran up the stairs to their second-floor apartment and was just about to put his key in the lock when he heard weird noises coming from inside- squeals and moans, a woman's voice. He felt the hair stand up on the back of his neck. It sounded like Meg was in trouble. He backed off silently and went around to the kitchen entrance on the fire escape.
Entering soundlessly, Tom crept through the kitchen and opened the door to the living room just a crack. What he saw made him turn pale. There was Meg and three guys, all of them buck naked. Meg was standing and facing one guy who was eating her pussy, while the other two guys sat close and watched. It wasn't a rape-Meg was clearly going out of her mind with pleasure.
"Ooooooo, yeah, Jerry, lick my clit," she moaned, "get me off, honey."
Tom stepped back into the kitchen and leaned against the wall, trying to collect his thoughts. It wasn't easy, because he could still hear his wife's squeals of pleasure. He'd recognized two of the men with her, interns from the hospital. He wondered how long she'd been cheating on him, and then he wondered why.
m It didn't take long to find the answer. He'd driven her to it himself. He'd never bothered to get her off when they fucked, never even asked her if she was satisfied. He hated what he'd just seen, but he really couldn't blame her for seeking her thrills somewhere else. Now the only question was, what to do? Break in on them or just go away and let Meg have her fun? He couldn't decide, so he thought he'd just watch for awhile till he made up his mind.
He moved to the door again. Meg was still standing in front of the guy she'd called Jerry, straddling his knees with her legs widely parted. As Jerry speared her clit with his wet, pointed tongue, she was moaning with pleasure and he could see thick, pearly juice gushing down her inner thighs. No question but that she was aroused.
"Unnnggghhh, Jerry, that's so damned good," she cried. "Suck me now, baby, get me off."
Jerry grabbed for her lustily writhing ass and pulled her closer, and Meg gripped his shoulders. He caught her erect, pink clit between his lips and started sucking on it, an obscene slurping noise that Tom could hear plainly. Meg threw back her head in ecstasy, her long, red hair streaming down her back.
"Ahhhhh, yesssss, suck meeeee," she wailed.
Tom felt a weird mixture of jealousy and lust. He didn't like seeing his wife making it with another guy, of course, but on the other hand the scene was turning him on in some kinky way. That seemed to be the case with the interns, too. Randy and Mike were sitting as close as possible to watch, both of them grinning wickedly.
"Unnnhhhhh, Jerry, you're sucking me so good," Meg cried hoarsely. "I'm gonna come real quick."
Tom observed how much she loved having the guy go down on her, and he made a vow that if they could keep their marriage together, he'd give her the head job of her life. He cursed himself for not going down on her before. It was just laziness -and stupidity. Now he watched with that strange mixture of envy and lust as Jerry noisily gobbled Meg's clit.
"Ahhhhhh, you're doing it to me, I'm coming," Meg howled.
Her whole body shuddered and writhed as she came, and floods of pussy cream gushed down her legs. Tom realized that he'd never made her come like that. Shit, he was lucky if he made her come at all, he fucked her so quick. Maybe he could learn a few new tricks by just watching.
"Unnnhhhhh, I'm coming so good, Jerry," Meg whined.
Jerry kept gobbling away at her clit as she came, his bobbing, dark head meeting her coppery bush. Her beautiful face was contorted in a big grimace of pleasure, her big pink nipples rigid with arousal. At last she went limp and staggered back away from Jerry, her legs drenched with come-juice.
"Mmmmmmm, that was nice-for openers," she grinned.
That was when Tom noticed that every guy in the room had a fierce hard-on. Matter of fact, his own cock felt ready to tear right through his pants. He couldn't blame anybody for being turned on by Meg's tall, big-titted body and her unashamed lust. She looked around, noticed the three stiff cocks, and grinned.
"Jerry," she said, "you're the orgy expert- any more ideas?"
"Yeah, I know a way we can all get it on at once," Jerry said eagerly.
"Terrific," Meg said, "show us."
"Okay, let's see," Jerry went on. "Mike, you lie on your back and let Meg sit on your cock."
"Don't mind if I do," Mike leered.
The big, red-haired intern stretched out on the rug, his wrist-thick cock standing straight up. Meg hurried over to straddle him, hungrily wedging the slick ring of her cunt mouth around the big knobby head of his cock. Mike gripped her waist and plowed into her.
"Uhhhhh, yesssss," Meg howled.
That was the hardest thing for Tom to watch, his wife taking another guy's stiff cock-and obviously loving it. Yet at the same time his own prick gave a lusty jump and he felt wickedly excited. Mike started fucking Meg in long, leisurely strokes. Tom knew he was savoring the delicious tightness and juiciness of her cunt.
"Hey, I don't know what the rest of you guys are gonna do," Mike chuckled, "but I sure like my part."
Jerry grinned and said, "Okay, Randy, now you get in on the fun. Stand in front of Meg and let her suck your cock."
Randy didn't need to be urged. Grinning broadly, he went to straddle Mike's torso, his stiff cock weaving heavily before him. The creaming, purple head grazed Meg's lips, and she eagerly opened her mouth. Randy slid his steel-stiff cock along her ngue. She closed her lips around the thick meat d began to suck. "Shit, yeah," Randy yelped. Tom shivered and almost came. He'd never asked Meg to go down on him, but he could imagine how wet and hot and slick her mouth was around Randy's cock. Meg clearly liked what she was doing, too. She gave muffled moans of excitement as she sucked loudly on the guy's cock, her cheeks drawn in sharply, her lips widely stretched.
She sucked hard and greedily, and Tom could see her throat bobbing as she swallowed Randy's oozing prick cream. All the while Mike was working his fat cock in her juicy, little fuck hole, and Tom could hear the lewd sucking noise his cock made as he reamed out her juice. She was creaming heavily and helplessly, all over his cock and balls.
"Hey, Jerry, this is really okay," Randy said, "but what about you?"
"Don't worry, man," Jerry leered, "I left myself the best place of all." .
The dark-haired biker stood there grinning and watching the scene for awhile, as if he really got off on being the audience. Tom couldn't blame him. In spite of his jealousy, the scene was turning him on like crazy. Then Jerry joined the group, kneeling behind Meg and straddling Mike's legs. He smeared cock juice all over the big knobby head of his prick.
"Hang on, baby," he said, "one more coming aboard."
He pressed the cream-slick head of his cock against Meg's tiny, puckered asshole and started working his stiff prick into her. Meg's eyes got wide as she felt her little asshole being stuffed with thick throbbing cock. She gave a muffled moan and sucked even harder on Randy's prick. She fucked back at Mike, slamming her wet pussy hole hungrily up and down his cock.
"Mmmmm," she moaned.
"Yeah, I figured you'd like taking a cock up your ass," Jerry leered.
Meg didn't just like it, she loved it. With Jerry's long, rigid prick gliding up her ass and Mike's big fuck tool hammering in her cunt, she felt deliciously stuffed with cock. In her hot excitement she sucked ravenously on Randy's throbbing prick, drooling all over the slick meat. It was incredibly thrilling to be taking on three guys at once.
Tom knew Meg better than anybody, and he saw how hotly aroused she was getting. She fucked back at both cocks now, greedily working her slick, m little asshole and her slippery cunt up and down the thick slabs of meat. At the same time she was sucking like crazy on Randy's cock. Tom wondered how in hell he could ever give her that kind of excitement.
Still he had to try. He didn't want to lose Meg. He forced himself to stand there, quietly watching, until all of them got off. Luckily he didn't have long to wait. Randy was the first to come, bellowing and gushing his steaming jizz into Meg's hungrily sucking mouth. She gulped the hot juice down with a greedy, gurgling noise.
As Randy staggered back, his wet cock slipping from her mouth, she wailed, "Ohhhhh, shit, I'm coming. Fuck me, you guys, fuck my cunt and my ass, yesssss, aaahhh."
That was enough to bring Mike and Jerry off, too. Meg moaned with pleasure as they filled her cunt and ass with steaming come. It was agony for Tom to watch, but he forced himself to wait till they were all finished coming. Just as they rolled apart, he stepped into the room.
"All right, everybody," he said grimly, "the party's over."
CHAPTER NINE
The four of them froze, staring at Tom Anders.
"Look, you guys," he went on, "I'm going to just forget that this happened, and I hope you will, too. Now I'd appreciate it if you'd leave. I'd like to talk to my wife alone."
They got dressed without argument, Randy and Mike relieved that they hadn't lost their jobs, Jerry relieved that the big, sandy-haired doctor hadn't punched him out. When they were gone, Tom turned to face Meg. She looked a little scared but defiant.
"Well?" she demanded.
"I understand why you did it," Tom said simply. "Go get cleaned up, honey, and then we'll talk."
Meg was too stunned to say anything else. She took a shower, put on a robe, and went back to the living room where Tom was having a drink. She made one for herself, all the while wondering why he was being so damned nice about things. She sat down opposite him and looked at him intently. He gave her a sad smile.
"Let's get it over with," she said. "Tell me what's on your mind, Tom."
"Well, I know I've been a lousy fuck and I've neglected you," he said. "I've decided that has to end. I'm taking a job with a clinic in a small town. Regular hours, no more night work. We can have a normal life together, Meg-that is, if you still want me."
"But of course I do, Tom," Meg beamed. "That's wonderful news. But there's just one thing that still bothers me."
"What's that?" he asked.
"Well, frankly, I just don't understand why you're being so good about all of this. I mean, after what you saw tonight, you don't even seem mad," Meg said.
"Well, that's over," Tom said. He downed his drink and stood up. "I'm through being Mr. Nice Guy, at least for tonight. Get your ass in the bedroom, woman."
He barked the order, and Meg leaped to her feet and hurried down the hall. In the bedroom Tom practically tore off the belt of her robe, whisked off the robe itself, and led her roughly to the bed. He gave her a push, and she flopped onto the bed. She lay there trembling as Tom took off his clothes.
"I got quite an eyeful tonight," he said. "I must have been standing there watching for about ten minutes. There's a lot I didn't know about you, baby."
Meg was too scared to reply. She watched him step out of his shorts, and she saw that his handsome, big cock was hard as a rock. She couldn't help feeling a little rush of lust as he walked over to the bed, his stiff prick weaving heavily before him. He slid onto the bed and pulled her into a sitting position.
"I noticed you like to suck cock," he growled. "You never told me that before. But I figure if you could do it for those guys, you can do it for me."
He pushed her head down towards his stiff-standing cock. Meg obediently went into a crouching position, dipped her head, and began licking his engorged meat. She wasn't afraid any more. She realized Tom was just having a fit of jealousy, and she was very excited about going down on him. It was something she'd wanted to do ever since they were married.
Sighing with contentment, she lashed her juicy little tongue all over her husband's fat throbbing prick. She hoped things would be okay now between her and Tom. Everything sounded good, but she still had one worry. What if he went back to his old way of fucking her? She didn't think she could stand a lifetime of those frustrating quickies.
Well, she wouldn't worry about that right now. She'd try to teach him a few new tricks, some exciting things they could do in bed. She swirled her greedy tongue all around his stiff-standing cock, leaving the blue-veined column of flesh gleaming with her spit. Tom was trying to be stern and cool, but she could feel his lusty quivering.
Slowly and sensuously she lapped her way up to the massive, purple head of his cock. Just as she'd expected, his piss hole began to ooze hot juice at the very first touch of her tongue. She watched a big, fat bubble form and drip from the dark cleft of his cock, and then she speared it up with the tip of her tongue and rolled it around in her mouth, savoring the salty flavor.
"Mmmmmmmm," she sighed, "I love the taste of your cock, Tom."
Though his face didn't show it, Tom was about to shoot his load just from watching her. For a long time he'd had horny fantasies about Meg going down on him, but the reality was even better than his daydreams. She crouched over him, her body sleek and slim, her big stiff-nippled tits grazing his thigh, and she lashed her hungry little tongue around and around the sensitive head of his prick.
Each time a thick glob of juice oozed from his piss hole, she caught it with the tip of her tongue, rolled it around in her mouth , and gave a hungry moan as she swallowed it. She got every drop that oozed from his piss hole, and he could tell she really liked the taste. Soon his knobby cock head was shining with her hot spit.
Eager for more of his tasty cream, Meg wriggled the pointed tip of her tongue right into his piss hole and reamed out more hot juice. Tom was finding it hard to maintain his stern expression, and he was ready to howl with excitement. He barely stifled a hoarse groan of pleasure as Meg suddenly fisted the thick, hairy base of his cock and popped the big, purple head into her mouth. She gave a powerful suck and drew more than half his eight-incher inside.
Her lips were hugely stretched by the thick shaft of his cock, but that didn't seem to bother her. She started sucking hungrily on his hard meat, making a lewd, slurping noise that turned him on powerfully. She drew in her cheeks and sheathed his cock in hot, juicy flesh. Her hungry, little tongue lashed all over his cock.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm," she moaned, " Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm."
Tom was beginning to get flushed with lust, and his breathing was loud and harsh. Slowly his grim expression changed to a horny grimace, and he began to moan. His delicious cock juice dribbled out heavily onto her tongue, and Meg drooled all over his prick as she savored and swallowed the thick cream. She felt like she could go on all night sucking and tasting his magnificent cock.
In her mounting excitement she sucked faster and harder on his heavily throbbing meat, and that blew Tom's cool completely. "Ahhhhhhh, baby, that's good," he groaned, "yeah, suck my cock, suck."
Not that Meg needed any urging. She was already sucking loudly and ravenously on his spit-soaked prick and gulping down the salty cream that dribbled from his piss hole. She applied strong vacuum pressure with her mouth, suctioning the juice right out of his cock. Tom felt his balls ballooning till they threatened to burst.
"Ahhhhhh, Jesus, Meg, that's good," he whined.
He'd been a damned fool not to take time for this kind of thing before. Living only for his job, he'd just wanted to get off as fast as he could-and to hell with having fun. Well, those days were over. He was going to be a normal human being for a change, and that meant enjoying his beautiful, sexy wife in every kinky way he could dream up.
He watched her widely stretched lips zipping up and down the thick shaft of his cock. His prick gleamed with her scorching spit, and her mouth was deliciously hot and juicy. As she suctioned out his juice and swallowed it with greedy gurgles, he felt himself spinning helplessly towards a powerful come. He began to fuck at her mouth.
"Eat it, baby, suck," he yelled hoarsely.
Meg knew he was about to shoot his load, and she drooled heavily in anticipation of that hot mouthful. He sawed his engorged cock over her tongue and into her throat, and she kept sucking the thick meat faster and harder. Tom was groaning steadily now, and his cock was throbbing violently.
"Awwwww, Jesus, I'm coming," he bellowed.
Meg's mouth was suddenly flooded with his steaming jizz. Her cheeks bulged out, and sizzling juice ran from the corners of her lips. She savored the big mouthful as long as she could without drowning, then gulped it down. Tom's cock hammered in her mouth, filling it again and again with hot salty come-juice. Meg gulped it down greedily.
"Awwwwwww, Christ, awwwwww," Tom bawled.
At last he jetted the final drops of his come into her ravenously sucking mouth, and his prick slipped from her lips. Meg licked her lips to get every bit of his hot come, then cleaned his cock with her greedily lashing tongue. It took Tom a moment to catch his breath. He'd come like a bomb, and he felt like he'd shot a gallon of jizz.
"Well?" Meg grinned. "Was that to your satisfaction, doctor?"
"Are you kidding?" he sighed. Then he remembered that he'd meant to be stern with her tonight, and he sat up and growled, "I noticed you really got off on it when that guy ate your pussy. Well, let's see how you like this."
He pushed her onto her back and arranged her legs with knees bent and thighs lolling wide open. He had to admit his wife had the most luscious-looking pussy he'd ever seen, clean and gleaming pink flesh fringed with delicate coppery curls. He felt hot saliva rushing to his mouth as he crawled between her widely splayed thighs and brought his face close to that rosy, wet pussy.
"Oooooo," Meg squealed. Tom's big tongue was suddenly lashing all over her horny little cunt, giving her sharp jolts of pleasure. For two years she'd ached to have him give her some head, and at last it was happening. She could tell it wasn't the first time he'd eaten pussy. He must have had a lot of experience before they were married. But that didn't bother her, because now that expert tongue was all hers.
After he'd explored and tasted her pussy all the way from her clit to her asshole, he zeroed in on the pea-size lump of her clit. He roughly flicked the little, pink bud with the tip of his tongue and watched it swell and stiffen. As he tongue-lashed her erect throbbing clit, Meg squealed with pleasure, and thick cunt syrup dribbled down the crack of her ass.
"Unnnhhhhh, Tom, that's so damned nice," she moaned. "Lick me, baby, lick my pussy good."
Tom whipped his tongue faster and faster over her stiff, little clit and felt his bobbing chin suddenly soaked with a big load of molten pussy cream. Meg was squealing and gurgling with pleasure as he lashed her highly sensitive clit. Suddenly he caught the slick bud between his lips and started sucking it hungrily.
"Ahhhhhh," Meg wailed, "that's it, baby, suck me off."
The obscene, slurping sound of his sucking echoed through the room, adding to her wild excitement. She felt dizzying blasts of pleasure as he sucked hard and fast on her swollen clit. She arched her body up, jamming her greedy clit even farther between his sucking lips, and she felt herself spinning helplessly towards climax.
"Unnnhhhhh, Tom, you're gonna make me come," she moaned. "Ohhhh, yeah, now, ahhhhhhhh."
Meg climaxed violently, harder than he'd ever seen her come before. That pussy-eating really paid off. He kept sucking hard on her squirting clit as she came, intensifying her climax, and it was nearly a full minute before she went limp and gasping. Tom raised his cream-smeared face and leered at her, and she leered right back.
"Tom, you devil, you're a fantastic pussy eater," she said. "How come you never did that before?"
"Just stupid, I guess," he laughed. "But now I'm gonna make up for lost time." He jammed his face into her steaming pussy again, and this time she felt his stiff tongue darting into the drooling little mouth of her cunt. She gasped with delight and let her legs fall open as wide as possible so he could wriggle his tongue deep into her horny fuck hole.
"Ahhhhhhh, yes, honey, get that big tongue into me," she whimpered.
Tom crammed his thick tongue right to the root in her scorching, little cunt, and Meg gurgled in ecstasy and drenched the hot meat with a big rush of juice. Tom slipped his hands under her ass, got a good grip, and began to tongue-fuck her hard and hungrily. The pleasure was so sudden and powerful that she almost shot off the bed.
"Oooooo, yeah, ooooooo," Meg howled.
His big, plowing tongue stuffed her cunt deliciously, like a thick slippery cock. She arched her pelvis up to take the stabbing meat deep into her molten fuck hole, and she clawed the bedspread in her wild arousal. It was like all her horny fantasies come true to have her husband eagerly reaming her box with his long, wet tongue.
"Unnnhhhhhh, Tom, so fuckin' good," she whined. "I love it, baby, don't stop."
Tom was getting a kinky thrill from exploring her cunt with his tongue. It was deliciously tight in there, slick with tangy cream, and scorching hot. No wonder her snug cunt tunnel felt so great around his stiff cock. He thought about fucking her, and his prick, trapped between his belly and the bedspread, gave a lusty jump and began to ooze hot cream.
"Ahhhhhhh, God, I'm gonna come real quick," Meg moaned. "Eat me, baby, eat me out."
Tom stabbed his big tongue as deep as he could into her smoking little fuck hole, and Meg shrieked with pleasure. He could feel her cunt getting tighter and tighter, just like it tightened around his cock when she was about to come. He tongue-fucked her as fast as he could, the obscene slurping noise filling the room.
"Oooooooo, that's it, I'm coming," Meg wailed.
Her body rocked violently, and Tom's face was drenched by the thick flood of her come-juice. He gripped her churning ass tightly and managed to keep his tongue lodged deep in her spasming cunt . as she came. Her powerful young cunt muscles squeezed and sucked at his tongue, and her juice boiled out of her crammed box and gushed down the crack of her ass.
"Unnngghhhhh, coming so good," she whined.
It was another explosive climax, the kind Tom had never given her before. Meg sobbed in ecstasy as the violent spasms of pleasure rocked her body. Only when she went limp and gasping for breath did Tom take his tongue out of her cunt and rise to his knees. He grinned as he wiped the thick pearly come-juice from his chin and cheeks.
"You think we might be able to get along now?" he said.
"Mmmmmmm, if you eat my pussy like that, there's gonna be no problem at all," Meg sighed.
Actually she was concerned that there still might be one problem, Tom's habit of fucking her like a jackrabbit, coming so fast that she didn't have a chance to get off. She wondered about that as she eyed his gorgeous stiff-standing cock. But she didn't say anything. He was full of surprises tonight, and he might just surprise her again.
"You ready for a good, hard fuck, lady?" he leered.
"I sure am," Meg grinned, opening her legs wider.
"Uh-uh," Tom said, "we always do it that way. How about dog style for a change?" "Sure," Meg giggled.
Another nice surprise. She rolled over onto her hands and knees and thrust her pert, little ass up in the air. Tom gripped her hips and socked the big, hard head of his cock into the slick hollow of her cunt mouth. She creamed all over the big knob of flesh and shivered with anticipation, aching to feel his rock-hard cock shoved to the hilt in her frantically horny box.
"Give it to me, Tom," she panted, "shove that big fucker all the way into me."
Tom gave a snarl of lust and rammed his cock as hard as he could into his wife's juice-slick fuck hole. Meg gasped as she felt herself suddenly stuffed breathless with steel-stiff prick. Tom shoved his wrist-thick cock all the way to her womb, and she felt his coarse-furred balls slap her tender cunt. He paused to catch his breath,, his engorged prick pulsating against every inch of her cunt tube.
"Ahhhhhh, God, that big cock feels so good in me," Meg moaned. "Fuck me, Tom, fuck the living shit out of me."
That was just what Tom intended to do. No more quickies for him. He intended to enjoy his wife's deliciously tight slick cunt for as long as he could. Gripping her lustily writhing hips, he started to fuck into her like a stallion, pounding and snorting. His belly smacked her upturned ass, and his taut, hairy balls whipped her slit.
"Unnnnnhhhhhh, that's it, you big bastard," Meg groaned, "really fuck it to me."
Tom's fucking was almost savage, heavy thundering blows that took his steel-hard cock right to her womb. Meg didn't mind his roughness one bit. It was just the kind of hard, tireless fucking that her starved, little cunt required. She dug her nails into the bedspread to keep from being knocked forward. Her whole body shook with the force of his fucking, her big tits wobbling crazily.
"Unnnhhhhhhhh, yesssss," she whined, "Yeessssss."
Tom had never had a better fuck with his beautiful, redhaired wife. She seemed more lusty and uninhibited than she'd ever been, and her cunt was scorching hot and slick with gushing cream. As he pounded his steely rod into her, she wailed with pleasure and drenched his prick with molten juice.
His pounding cock reamed out the hot cream, and it splattered his belly and balls.
"Hard enough for you, baby?" he snarled.
"Shit, yes," Meg gasped, "don't stop, honey, fuck me forever."
All the while he was fucking her, Tom had his eye on the tiny puckered mouth of her ass. He'd been eaten up with envy when he watched that guy Jerry fuck her in the ass. Whatever she'd given those guys, he intended to have for himself, and he wanted it all tonight. He'd fucked her mouth, he was fucking her cunt, and now he wanted her asshole.
Still slamming his rigid cock hard and fast in her juicy, little cunt, Tom gathered up some of her gushing pussy cream on the tip of his middle finger and started wriggling it into the tiny, tight mouth of her ass. Meg gasped, moaned, and deluged his cock with a huge rush of juice. She really liked that stiff finger going up her ass. Tom wriggled it in right to the last knuckle.
"Ooooooo, honey, that feels great," she cried.
"Wanta take something bigger?" he said.
"Yes," Meg moaned, "give me your cock, Tom, fuck me in the ass."
Grinning broadly, Tom whipped his wrist-thick eight-incher out of her cunt and crammed the cream-slick head into the tight muscular ring of her asshole. Meg moaned with excitement and relaxed so he could wedge his cock inside. He grunted and pushed, slowly filling her pencil-thin asshole with his steel-hard cock.
"Uhhhhh, yes," Meg moaned.
It felt like a baseball bat going up her ass, yet it excited the hell out of her to feel her sensitive asshole stuffed with heavily throbbing cock. She clawed the bed and whined with lust as Tom sank his rigid cock all the way into her steaming ass. The fit was deliciously tight, and she felt him shiver with pleasure.
"Do it to me, Tom," she panted, "fuck my ass, honey."
Tom growled lustily and began pistoning his massive prick in her gripping asshole. It was the most kinky thrill of her life to feel her husband's stiff prick cramming deep into her tight, little ass. She creamed uncontrollably and felt herself spinning fast toward an explosive come.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to me," she wailed.
Tom was struggling not to come. He'd never fucked anything so deliciously tight as Meg's scorching asshole. Suddenly she groaned and began to come, and he didn't lose a second in joining her. Bellowing with pleasure, he flooded her tiny asshole with huge jets of steaming jizz.
"Ooooooo, give it to me, honey," Meg screeched, "cream my ass good."
When it was over, she waited for him to roll over and snore like he always did, but to her surprise he leaped out of bed and started for the door.
"Where you going, honey?" she asked lazily.
"I'm gonna have a snack and another drink," Tom said, "and then I'm gonna come back and fuck the socks off you."
Meg beamed. Things were definitely going to be all right now.
